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Reaching for me, arms open, wanting a hug.

I told myself I was losing my mind.

When I opened my eyes and looked again, I saw that they were taking my daughter away.

Chapter Thirty-Nine

ATLAS

I hated dancing around answers.

I grabbed Dr. Scanil’s arm.

Maybe too tight.

He looked at my hand, then at me.

“Yeah,” I said. “I know. Call security. I dare you to try and get me kicked out of here.”

“What can I do for you, Atlas?”

I released my hold. “I’m tired of the runaround here. Talk to me straight, doc. Right now.”

“Let’s step away for a second,” Dr. Scanil said.

Halfway down the hallway, I stopped.

That was far enough for me from my daughter for right now.

Dr. Scanil folded his hands in front of himself. “She’s very premature.”

“I saw.”

My heart twisted.

I never saw such a tiny baby before in my life.

She was beautiful. But small. Really small.

Not that I was a small man though.

But…

“Right now it’s about finding out what we can,” Dr. Scanil said.

“Meaning what? I need answers.”

“Okay. Listen. We have the best NICU in the state. Okay? I’m sure as a parent - as a father - it’s hard to look at. She’s premature which means she’s not ready to be handling certain functions on her own yet. That’s the keyword here.Yet. That’s why she’s…”

“In that thing,” I said. “Incubator? Like a baby chicken?”

Dr. Scanil smiled. “Atlas, I promise you. She’s in the best hands and care possible. There’s nothing that could have prevented any of this. It happens. Okay? It may not seem like it, but everything went well. All things considered.”

I nodded. “Hazel has to see her daughter.”

“Of course she does,” Dr. Scanil said. “If there’s anything we can do to ease your mind. Or hers. Let me know.”

“Yeah, but this isn’t… it’s really premature, right?”

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