“What the hell, woman?” Mark shouted and circling me, careful not to touch me in any way, went to the door as if ready to bolt out. He couldn’t look me in the eyes.
Damn it, damn it, damn it! I really couldn’t hear his heart beating. And the way he acted… he knew there was something wrong with him.
Maybe I was imagining it, I thought. I listened in to the silence that stretched, and there it was. I could quite clearly hear Abbie and Jonathan’s heartbeats, a little fast, but not with worry, more like they were kissing or something, and their hearts thumped with excitement. But when I looked at their son, who was still in the room with me? No sound came from his chest. Just faint, shallow breathing.
“Get away from me, you freak!” Mark shouted. “Stop staring.” But he wasn’t facing me, hi
