“We need to tell them.” I heard Maria’s voice but it sounded so far away.
“We can’t do that!” Ann responded.
Their argument was getting clearer, pulling me from the black swirling hole I was in.
“What if it’s the babies doing this to her?”
“If you found your father on a table with another man’s hand in his chest wouldn’t you pass out?”
I hadn’t dreamt it. Joe really did have his hand in my dad’s chest.
“Dad, where is my dad?” I propped myself up on my elbows and looked around. I was in my bed; Ann and Maria were seated at my sides facing each other.
“He’s fine.” Maria had her hands on my shoulders, she was trying to push be back down.
I swatted her hands away and sat upright. “I’d like to see that for myself.” I stood up too quickly. The room tilted, making me dizzy.
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