When Our Baby Spiked A High Fever, My Husband Called His Overprotective Mother Before Anyone Else
“You’re being stubborn when people are trying to save you,” Sylvia said.
She set her hard-backed calendar planner on the stainless steel counter beside the sink, right next to her velvet coat.
Ethan leaned against the counter and looked down at the planner.
A bright yellow sticky note was stuck right across the printed square for Tuesday afternoon.
On the note, in Sylvia’s neat handwriting, were three separate time stamps: 1:15 PM, 3:40 PM, and 5:10 PM.
Next to the 3:40 PM entry, Sylvia had written: Called crying about work deck and dinner prep.