She Walked Into The Hospital Alone Until Everything Changed

it instantly, the slanted letters, the unclosed O’s.

He’s not dead. Don’t trust my father. Protect the baby.

She looked up.

Robert Wright stood beside her bed, tears running silently down his face.

The lights flickered. Once. Twice. Then held.

The baby began to cry.

Joanna’s mind moved fast through everything Robert had told her, and through the things he continue reading …