Wayne County General Called Late One Night to Tell Me My Ex-Wife Was Sixteen Weeks Pregnant
“Trauma room three,” Nurse Foster said.
“The doctor’s still in there.”
Paige walked beside me down the wide hall toward the imaging unit.
The air got five degrees colder near the diagnostic doors.
Nurse Foster caught up with us outside the glass scanning bay, holding a thick chart against her ribs.
“The first ultrasound wrapped up five minutes ago,” Nurse Foster said.
“Tell me about the baby,” I said.
“The fetal heartbeat is steady,” Nurse Foster said.