Chapter 28. Birth.

Stephanie Miller

The screams from the car are undeniable. The contractions are becoming more frequent, and the pain is so intense, I think it will split me in two.

It’s like they tear my insides and what’s left catches fire. I sit on the edge of the seat, digging my nails into the edge, while I can’t stop screaming and crying.

I try to count how long the contraction lasts, but the pain is so much that it doesn’t let me focus on anything more than that.

Stuart watches me, from time to time, in the rearview mirror, with great concern, since he has never seen me in this state.

He was my father’s driver, who sent him with me so I could have someone I knew and not feel so alone.

With his tender and compassionate eyes, he tells me, “Breathe, Miss Miller, just don’t stop breathing.”

Without avoiding it, I yelled angrily, “IT’S EASY FOR YOU TO SAY IT! You don’t have three living beings that want to come out through a small hole! This defies all-natural law, damn it!”

I watch as Mildred