Zach paced in the waiting room in the emergency room. No one was telling him anything and he thought he'd jump out of his skin. People hurried by, but not one of them stopped.
Grace had come in the ambulance with Dolores and now returned to him with two cups of coffee. He wasn't sure the brew would help him, but he took it to have something in his hands. “What have you heard?"
Her long face told him everything.
“She's alive and doing okay. She lost the baby. I'm sorry Zach."
He sipped the black liquid his senses numbed except for the coffee searing down his throat. This changed a lot of things between him and Dolores. Guilt traipsed through him as he thought for the better. “What was it?"
“A girl. She was three months along," Grace said settling into an orange plastic chair.
“Three m
