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
He never insulted him.
That restraint mattered more than if he had called Brandon every name I was thinking.
PART 5 — LIAM
Just before dawn, Liam Albright Miller entered the world.
Seven pounds, two ounces.
Dark hair.
Furious lungs.
Perfect.
When the nurse placed him on my chest, the entire night narrowed into one tiny warm body.
For several minutes, Brandon disappeared from my thoughts.