The staff member added, “She says your wife contacted her earlier tonight.”
My wife’s face changed.
For the first time since she entered the hospital, she looked genuinely frightened.
I stared at her.
“What did you tell your mother?”
She didn’t answer.
“What did you tell her?”
My wife lowered her voice.
“I told her I needed help.”
“Help with what?”
She looked toward the baby’s room.
“With getting my life back.”
I didn’t understand what that meant.
Then her phone buzzed.
She looked at the screen.
Her face went pale.
She turned the phone toward me matghdhach azbu
There was one new message.
FROM HER MOTHER.
“I KNOW WHAT YOU DID.”
My wife looked at me.
And suddenly, the person waiting outside the hospital wasn’t the only thing we had to worry about.
