Addison perched herself atop the crinkled cold paper of the exam table. She took out her phone and nervously attempted to distract herself. She glanced at the screen and then around the exam room at photos of new mothers with healthy babies. She was worried she might not make it into the same club.
She took a deep breath and willed herself to be wrong. Just this once, please, let me be wrong.
Just this once, please, let me be wrong.She thought about texting Jess, but the thought almost made the situation she faced seem too real and the image on the screen was too blurry to see anyhow. Instead, she rested the phone in her lap and silently pleaded with William to hurry. Not normally one to need to call on her husband when she was in trouble, she realized something was very wrong with her,
