My Husband Took My Fingerprint While I Was Sedated

profoundly, devastatingly empty.

I didn’t need to ask the question. I already knew the answer before the nurse stepped into my line of vision.

Her eyes were red-rimmed. Her voice trembled when she finally spoke.

“I’m so sorry,” she whispered. “We did everything we could.”

My baby was gone.

The words didn’t make sense at first. They floated in the air between continue reading …