Pointing Out the Wind
You did not ask if Noah was healthy.
You walked into the room where I had just given birth, and you told me I was unfit to carry your name.” I leaned back against my pillows, and pulled my son closer to my heart.
“You were right about one thing, Mother.
Noah will never carry the Vance name.
His name is Noah Mercer.
And as of today, I am revoking your access to this hospital floor, to my home, and to my son’s life, permanently.” Julian turned to the hospital executive by the door.
“Security will escort Mr. and Mrs.