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Moiety
Chapter Twelve: Deadened Weight
Jacob places his hand along Brynn's swollen belly as she sleeps in the shadowed light of their bedroom. He feels the steady rise and fall of her breaths. He listens to the heavy thud of his heartbeat in his ears. And he tastes the sour tang of fear on his tongue when he feels his child kick.
Jacob pulls from the bed and stands silhouetted in darkness before the window.
He feels the deadened weight of father and lost and alone settle low in his gut.
He never tells Brynn of the suitcase he leaves half-packed in the hall closet.