My Husband Forgot to Hang Up, What He Said to My Pregnant Best Friend Ended Everything

too,” I said. “I was thinking I’d grab dinner on the way, maybe Thai or that new—”

Silence cut me off.

I assumed he had hung up. He often did, distracted, moving on to the next thing. I adjusted my grip on the steering wheel and focused on the road, on the rhythmic sweep of the wipers, on the soft percussion of rain hitting metal.

Then his voice came continue reading …