My Husband Told Me to “Handle It Yourself” While I Was in Labor So He Could Stay at His Mother’s Birthday—Then I Made One Phone Call
Dark trousers.
Blue shirt.
Old gray coat.
His hair was disheveled.
He looked frightened.
That image stayed with me.
Raymond Sanford frightened.
He came straight to the bed.
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