Meredith Caldwell — The Blue Folder
She slipped an arm around me and helped me back toward the nursery.
“I’m getting you checked if that pain gets worse,” she said.
“Right now tell me: are you safe?”
“I am while you’re here.”
“That isn’t a permanent answer.”
She was right.
Downstairs, Gavin tried to intercept her.
I heard him say that his marriage was a private matter, then Judith insist that he and I could resolve it without outsiders.