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At some point, she’d taken off the IV that she’d been hooked up to, as well as the monitors that’d

been on her belly.

“What the fuck…” I said.

“There’s a baby in distress,” Malachi said as he watched my laboring wife walk away right along

with me. “The woman and the baby aren’t doing good. All the other doctors on this floor are

delivering babies. Apparently, there are five of them delivering right now.”

Frankie disappeared into a room and I walked to the door as well but didn’t enter.

I could hear crying and people frantically talking.

It was Frankie’s calm voice that had them all settling down, though.

And, five minutes later, the sweetest sound we’d ever heard came through the closed door.

A baby crying.

Five minutes after that, Frankie walked out looking pained.

“Okay,” she said. “I need an epidural.”

“Let me help you get hooked back up,” I heard.

I turned to find an older woman smiling wide.

Peyton.

My aunt stared at me with a smile.

I squeezed Frankie’s hand as Peyton led us back into the room and helped her hook back up to the

monitors.

“Oh, boy,” Peyton said, looking at the monitor that was showing her contractions. “I’m not sure

how you just delivered that baby while you were having these kinds of contractions but…”

“Oh, fuck,” Frankie cried out.

My eyes went straight to Frankie who was looking at me with horror.

“What?”

“Are all the other doctors still delivering?” Frankie asked calmly.

Peyton nodded.

“Yes, they…”

“Everybody, turn around!” I suddenly barked when Frankie frantically started yanking her gowns

up.

Malachi, Coke, and my dad left the room completely.

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