Page 112 of The Devil's Curve


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“How is she?” Josie asked.

She touched Reese’s hand and he slipped his fingers between hers. He squeezed.

“She’s okay,” the doctor said.

“The baby?” Reese asked.

“The baby is okay.”

Josie turned and put her head to Reese’s chest, crying.

“She’s getting fluids and rest right now,” the doctor said. “We checked everything and she’s okay. She’s going to need to be on bed rest for the remainder of the pregnancy though. She’s very stressed and tired.”

“We all are, Doc,” Reese said.

“Yeah, well, you’re not pregnant. If she was ten minutes later, we’d be having a different conversation.”

“Can we see her?” Josie asked.

“Of course,” the doctor said. “Immediate family only.”

“That’s us,” Josie said. “Both of us.”

The doctor nodded. “Right. I cannot stress enough that she needs rest. Lots of rest. I can give you all the medical terminology you want, but I’ll keep this simple… if she tries to make too much movement, she’s going to end up in trouble. And you know what I mean by trouble.”

“We get it, Doc,” Reese said. “Her ass is going to be in a bed until that baby comes. I’ll make sure of it.” He looked down at Josie. “I’ll make prospects watch her.”

Josie offered a weak smile.

They were led to a hospital room where the doctor opened the door and let them in and let them have privacy. Everything about the hospital and the room bothered Josie. She remembered what it was like with her father. Except when they came to get her then, the news wasn’t good. At all.

When she saw Steph in the bed, tears filled her eyes again. She was propped up a little, a bedsheet over her growing belly. Her eyes were shut but they slowly opened. She turned her head and smiled.

“Hey.”

“Steph,” Josie said. “Oh, Steph…”

“How do you feel?” Reese asked.

“Tired. Scared.”

Reese touched her hand. “No need to be scared, Steph. Everything is taken care of.”

“Is he…”

“The cops took care of everything. He’s gone. With what he did to you and all those drugs, he’s gone forever.”

“The doctor said you need to be on bed rest,” Josie said. “No more working or anything for you.”

“What about the baby? The nursery? I need to make money…”

“No, you don’t,” Reese said. “Focus on the baby.”

Steph swallowed hard. “I don’t get this. It’s so much…”

“I know,” Josie said. “But we do one thing at a time.”

“He showed up and just grabbed me,” Steph said. “I felt weird at my friend’s house. I felt sick. I felt watched. Everything was just…”

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