It's been a while, but my favorite subject has never been far from my mind.

Don't Worry, Sweetie (preg, abortion, snuff, cons, FF/preemie)

I answered the phone on the first ring, before she could change her mind and hang up. "Hey, sweetie," I said. "What's on your mind?"

There was silence, and I thought for a moment that I'd lost her. "I… I… do you… oh dammit…"

"Shh, hush now, it's ok. Do you know where the Deluxe Inn is, down by the river?"

"Umm, yeah, I think so?"

"Come on over and we'll talk about it. Room 222, easy to remember, it's around back. Do you got that? Say it back for me, sweetie."

I heard her take a couple of ragged breaths. "Deluxe Inn, 222, around back."

"That's right. Take your time, no need to rush. We've got all the time in the world."

The phone beeped as she hung up, and there was silence. I looked down at my belly and smiled.