Grief
Three months later I decide I want to try for another baby. Robert says no, but it isn't his responsibility, is it? He can't quite control things unless he turns me away completely, which he won't do.
But it isn't just our son we mourn. Sarah's in an institution, now. That took a month of convincing, but eventually he saw sense. She doesn't recognize reality, anymore; she talks to a fox and sings about fairies. She has this white dress, and refuses to take it off. All she'll say is she has to save Toby, or that she already did.