Karen was in a darkened private room in the hospital, in a gown, lying in bed. She blinked, feeling a hand touch hers, and she looked over, expecting Jack, but it was her dad standing there. “Dad, how…” She was still feeling groggy from the local anesthetic and was resting. Just as the doctor said, the procedure had been done quickly, so clinical and final. “Hey, there, darlin’. Jack called. I dropped your mom off at Marcus and Charlotte’s. She’s home, resting. Labor hasn’t started. I just heard about what happened.” She wasn’t sure why she was falling apart as she felt tears burn her eyes. She wasn’t a crier. She felt her face crumple. “Hey, it’s okay.” He was holding her hand and pressed his other over her head, running it over her hair. She pulled in a breath, sniffing loudly. “I’m

