My sister pushed me down the stairs at 8 months pregnant. “Apologize for making her angry,” mom demanded as I bled. “You know how stressed she is with her divorce.” I apologized. Then I made one phone call. They had no idea what I would do next…

just one, there was fear in it.

Emma tried to move. Pain exploded from her ankle, up her calf, into her hip. She stopped immediately, freezing so completely that even breathing felt dangerous. Something deep inside her abdomen tightened with a force that stole all thought from her mind. It was not ordinary pain. It was not the dull pressure of late continue reading …