My Husband Came Home to an Empty Nursery

than him.”

“No,” she said. “You’re better dressed.”

Pam looked away. Even Mrs. Fischer’s pen paused.

Derek took another step.

Marlene did not move back.

“Give me my son,” he said.

There it was.

Not our son.

My son.

Mrs. Fischer stood up then.

“Mr. Novak, until we’ve completed our report and the attending physician clears Mrs. Novak, all visits with the infant continue reading …