The ambulance doors closed, and for the first time in two days I could not hear Garrett’s voice.

<strong>PART 5: THE FIRST SAFE ROOM</strong>

At the hospital, everything happened in overlapping pieces.

A doctor examined me.

Nurses checked my injuries and monitored the baby’s heartbeat.

Someone asked about medications, allergies, and the last time I had eaten.

I answered as much as I could, but my thoughts kept slipping back to the yard.

Every time footsteps approached my bed, I tensed.