Lewis

“This is bad, right?” I ask Ryan.

“We need to take him to the hospital now!” she demands, rocking his tiny little body in her arms. “Get the car.”

Out of my element, I do as she requests. I’m in the driver’s seat, navigation set for Blank Children’s Hospital when she slides into the back seat, keeping Ian in her arms. I want to argue that he’s safest in his car seat but think better of it.

I pull from the driveway, as carefully as I can, ...