ABIGAIL’S POV

When my sister, Charlotte, had gone into labor, John and I had agreed to stay back to take care of the market and farm while my parents and her husband drove her an hour out to Show Low.

Our little town didn’t have a hospital, so everyone had to drive out to the bigger city to get the help they needed or had to call an ambulance.

It was now the weekend, and we were getting ready to head out to Show Low to see my niece, Emma, for the first time. I was ...