Jonah Carter
A tiny baby boy lay in his isolette fighting for his life. "Don't die, Jonah," Warren said as he stood over his son. "I love you so much. I never knew how much I could love another person... until I had you..."
Warren's voice broke and he started to cry. "How is he?" Cagney asked as he showed up at his side.
"He's barely hanging on. How's Suzie? Why aren't you with her?" Warren asked as he tried to wipe away his tears. He had never cried in front of anyone. No one but Wendy.
"The nurse gave her something to help her sleep. She's been almost hysterical. Why don't you go to her?"
"I can't. I need to stay with Jonah. I think he's taking his last breaths."
They both looked at the tiny baby with his ribs jutting out of his little chest. He was struggling to breathe and stay alive. A dozen machines were doing their part to keep him stabilized.
"Why did this happen to my son?" Warren asked sadly. "Was it me? Is my little boy paying for my sins?"
Cagney looked at Warren, horrified. "No... no. It's nothing you did. He just came too soon."
"He doesn't deserve me. Or Suzie. They deserve better."
"What exactly is it that you've done?" Cagney asked.
"I cheated on Suzie," Warren revealed in a whisper.
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Wendy was hurriedly packing her bags. She couldn't let Suzie down. Her best friend needed her. Her son could be dying. She had to get back to Hendersen.
She had the last bag packed and was zipping the suitcase when a ripping pain tore through her middle. "Ohhh God," Wendy cried out as a terrible contraction brought her to her knees.
"Grandma!" Wendy cried out.
The pain was so intense, Wendy couldn't move. She could only lie there on the floor, fearing for her unborn child's life. Her baby was coming... but it was far too soon. Just like Suzie's baby, Wendy's child was in peril.