Apparently, I got attached to Ranger and Steph's daughter so I figure I'll periodically add to their story while trying to stick to a hundred words or so per chapter. Anyone familiar belongs to Janet.
"I'm dying," Steph bit out.
"No, you're giving birth, Babe. A few more minutes and she'll be here with us."
"Can't she be impatient like me and be here ... now!"
The last word was said on a pain-filled moan, as the dark-haired head of our daughter entered the room.
"One more, Steph," I said, splitting my attention between her and my child's entrance into the world.
"I can't!"
"You will."
And with one more push, two cries filled the room simultaneously.
My focus was once again divided. I wanted to kiss both Steph and Olivia more than I wanted to breathe.