Ah, I say. Well, thank God you’re cunning.
The woman waited for the machine to beep. I’m going to find out just as soon as we check this. She placed a gadget in Corabelle’s ear. You’re looking good. Any pain?Corabelle shook her head. I just want to know about Finn.
The nurse hustled out, but she didn’t return that hour, or the next. I finally wrestled with the hospital bed and lowered the side so I could get close to Corabelle.It’s almost midnight, Corabelle’s dad said. I don’t think we’ll get any news tonight.I don’t want to go home, her mother said.
We’ll see where we are in the morning, he said firmly. We’ll be back first thing.Her mother leaned in to kiss Corabelle on the forehead. Stay strong, honey. She squeezed my arm. Take care of her.
When they were gone, Corabelle started sobbing again. Why won’t they tell us anything? This is horrible.
I’m going back to the NICU. They have to know something.Gavin! I whispered. What are you doing?
His hand snaked out from the opening. When I grasped it, he pulled me through.It was a trap, he said, his voice raspy and low. He pushed the plastic over the gap, obscuring the opening.
The crates surrounded us, but the empty space in the middle was plenty large enough to stand in. What are we doing? I asked.He slid his hand beneath my shirt and moved up to cup a breast. This. He lowered his head to kiss me.