CHAPTER 78

Sutton I felt like vomiting, my eyes darting between the bloody towel at Brian’s shoulder and Mark’s tired face. It had been a very long day. That had to be why Mark was suggesting that we leave Otterville Falls. I couldn’t go through another move right now. To be perfectly honest, I may have been having contractions. They weren’t regular, I had timed them. But they were enough to take my breath away. I just needed some time to think. “Are you sure you’re okay?” I asked...