Chapter 13: Come Alone

Three weeks later I wake up and can't finish my toast. Four days after that, the doctor comes. She takes my blood, and she runs a test, and she looks at the screen and puts her hand over her mouth. "Congratulations, Miss Elena," Dr. Ricci says. "You're pregnant." The room tilts. Damiano is standing at the window with his back to us. He doesn't turn around. His hand comes up and grips the frame, and the wood splits under his fingers. Then he crosses the room in three strides, drops to his...