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Chapter 1:44: Slow Down
Japheth I was getting a little worried about Regina. She continued to keep up a grueling schedule, going to the office every day, and then often setting up on the couch to continue with her work every evening. Sometimes I saw her light on late at night, and I suspect she was still pouring over documents and manuscripts long after midnight. In the mornings she would drag herself down the stairs, but she didn’t look well. There were always dark circles under her eyes, and it seemed like some of the pep and the spark had gone out of her step. I had tried to encourage her to call her obstetrician about the fatigue, but she had insisted that Dr. Google said fatigue was normal in the first trimester. But as we drove up to the Rutberg Women’s Health Center for her three-month check-up, I
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