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?”

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

with John. Focus

rather wildly down the roads. He wrinkled his

“What’s wrong?” I prompted.

to enter. I’ll have to go down

puddle of blood forming beneath her. She looked rather dazed and on the verge of

us, she heaved a sigh of relief. Then

was only then that I let

to see streaks of blood all over his body. His

he saw my look of horror, he glanced down at his dreadful state. He then commented ruefully, “I’m fine! I’ll go back and

chair along the hallway. I quickly clung to Ashton once

the last time I experienced a miscarriage washed over

worry, nothing bad is going

mission. I took out my phone and called John again. It rang for ages

Stovall is currently in the

voice sounded incredibly

on the

on the other end for a

hardened. “Get John on the line,” I

seemed to have discerned my displeasure. She stuttered, “Ms. Stovall, Mr. Stovall’s really in the

flung the phone away from

and survived that sudden bout of violence, clattering onto the floor with only

the phone. He deftly extracted the memory

own phone, Ashton dialed Joseph. Joseph arrived in no time at all, bearing an entirely new