When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I nodded and took a deep breath. Having calmed down slightly, I asked Hannah, “Where are you now? Send me your address, and I’ll come over right away.”

“OK!’

After we’d ended the call, I found Ashton looking at me anxiously. “What’s going on?”

“I think Hannah’s going into labor. There’s no one with her right now, so I’m going over,” I said, already making a beeline to my wardrobe to change.

When I had finished, I saw Ashton waiting for me at the door with his car keys in hand.

I was startled but had no time to question him. We immediately got into the car and headed off towards the address Hannah had given.

On the way, I began dialing John. None of my calls were successful.

“Why isn’t John picking up?” I fretted.

Ashton continued driving, his eyes fixed serenely on the road. “Don’t get all flustered yet.”

I knew that I had to compose myself but couldn’t keep my hands from shaking. Hannah’s baby was only seven or eight months old. How can she suddenly be going into labor? Something must have gone wrong.

It was precisely at this crucial moment that John had chosen to go missing.

I considered briefly and decided to give Louis a call. It was quiet on his end of the line. Louis’ rich voice came through clearly. “Scarlett, what’s up?”

“Uncle Louis, where’s John? I think Hannah’s going into labor now. Can you reach him?” I asked hurriedly.

Louis paused, then said, “I’ll look into it. How’s Hannah doing?”

“I’m still on my way over to her. I don’t know

Focus on getting Hannah to

was speeding rather wildly down the roads. He

“What’s wrong?” I prompted.

here that Hannah’s location is in the alley. My car won’t be able to enter. I’ll have to go down to take a look,” he said, immediately parking the car. He swung his legs out and headed straight

we finally found Hannah, she was lying in the yard with a puddle of

of relief. Then she fainted dead away without

arrival at the hospital, Hannah was quickly wheeled into the ER. It was only then that

look at Ashton, only to see streaks of blood all over his body. His hands seemed

at his dreadful state. He then commented ruefully, “I’m fine! I’ll go back and take

from the shock, and I crumpled onto a chair along the hallway. I quickly

from the last time I experienced a miscarriage washed over me like a flood, leaving me

me, consoling, “Don’t worry,

I remembered my original mission. I took out my phone

“Hello, Mr. Stovall is currently in the shower. Please

 The voice sounded incredibly

on the line,”

end

was immensely annoyed, and my voice hardened.

to have discerned my displeasure. She stuttered, “Ms. Stovall, Mr. Stovall’s really in the shower right now. I’ll be sure to get him to call

a response. I flung the phone away from me without even hanging

rather hardy and survived that sudden bout of

Ashton got up and retrieved the phone. He deftly extracted the

own phone, Ashton dialed Joseph. Joseph arrived in