Lucas & Hannah — The Night I Learned What Love Could Not Protect
“I came because I want you to hear the baby is doing well.
My obstetrician has scheduled a detailed scan.
You can ask for a copy of the report through my attorney afterward, if I agree to release it.”
Tears rose before I could stop them.
“Thank you.”
She looked surprised by my response, perhaps because I had not tried to turn her small offer into a greater claim.
“We have a long way to go,” she said.
“I know.”