Guilt hadn’t gutted Levi like this since the day his son had died. And this wasn’t even close to being that bad. Heather had broken her arm. Had a few cuts and bruises. She’d heal. Starscape was fine too. Scared and agitated, but fine.
The memories of holding his stillborn child brought him to his knees, somewhere he spent a lot of time these days. He couldn’t seem to make it through a single day without pouring his soul out to the Lord.
Help me, he prayed. He thought he’d moved past these debilitating emotions. But they came out of nowhere at random times, and being back in a hospital had been extremely difficult. This time, it had been his fault. Last time too. And he couldn’t box up the memories or the emotions.
Help meSo he leaned his forehead against the soft fabric of the sofa and
