Chapter 6

The day Daniel returned home, I was assembling the crib. Several unopened boxes were still piled around my new apartment, and screws and wooden panels were scattered across the floor. I had just turned to the second page of the instructions when my phone rang. Daniel's name appeared on the screen. He had already called more than a dozen times. I hadn't planned to answer, but my attorney had reminded me that some contact would be unavoidable before the baby was born. I accepted the call. "Where...