She looked out at the darkening countryside again. Should she just give in and agree to have a baby? Was it time to call an end to this stubborn resistance? Would that allow them to play happy families again – except this time there would be three of them in the family? She had asked herself the question thousands of times already; several times every day, for a couple of years at least. The answer was always no, and all that had changed over time was the reason. It went far beyond the tragic death of her mother now. How could she even contemplate starting a family with a man like this – a man that had reacted in the way Lee had, when he deemed that his “rights” were being denied? Where was the respect for her rights and her wishes? Only rarely did she feel an emotion that was reminiscent
