My Husband Said the Funeral Van Would Take Me to a Clinic—Then a Loose White Cord Gave Me a Chance to Get Out
I kept my hands flat on the blanket and let Jane ask the next question.
PART 3 — Room 302
At the county hospital, the staff took us through the emergency entrance and arranged an obstetric assessment.
Arthur and David had reached the hospital after their initial roadside interviews.
Neither had been permitted to follow the ambulance as part of my medical care, but they had driven there themselves.
Arthur came toward the entrance while the attendants moved me inside.
“Sarah, we need to discuss the family’s position.”