The Night Before I Gave Birth, I Heard My Husband Pay a Doctor to Make Sure I Never Left the Delivery Room. He Thought I Was Asleep
I gave him back a small, tired smile.
“Just nervous about the delivery.”
He squeezed my hand.
“Trust Dr.
Ellsworth.
He’s the best in the state.
You’re in the best possible hands.” The irony of it nearly closed my throat.
Instead I let my eyes flutter, and made my voice small and dry.