Three Months Later
Mandy
“I’m sorry, Mrs. Barnett. You appear to be having a miscarriage.”
I knew it immediately when I’d woken up this morning. Something had felt off. This dread in the pit of my stomach hadn’t been around since Travis had died and the rest of us went back to the lives we’d abandoned to figure out who was threatening us.
We’d been happy. All of us. Especially me. Right now, I can’t react, can’t seem to quite believe what the doctor is telling me.
“Mrs. Barnett, do you understand what I’m saying to you?”
How can I understand? I was going to have a baby, and now I’m not. This baby was the one right thing that would fix all the wrongs. What was I going to do now?
“I’m not pregnant anymore.” The words are pushed between my lips emotionless and monotoned.
“You’ll need to have a D&C,” he’s saying, but I tune him out.
I can see Drew at my side, listening to what the doctor says, because Dalton isn’t here yet. Maybe I don’t even really want him here.