Chapter 21

Seven months later, regular contractions woke me at three in the morning. I had moved into my own apartment. Mason had bought out my share of the house. The judge had signed the final divorce judgment six weeks earlier; my copy was filed beside the settlement papers. The nursery was beside my bedroom, and my hospital bag waited by the door with my keys on top. I timed the contractions before calling Brooke. She arrived fifteen minutes later with her hair pulled back and pajamas under her...