"Define ‘go in’," Arthur says with a distinct edge in his voice.
“Emergency C-section."
Dr. Patell is paged over the intercom, and he starts for the door. "The mum in room six is ready to push. I’ll leave you in Nurse Smith’s capable hands. Try not to worry."
As soon as he’s gone, Arthur says, “I'm going to see if I can get Dr. Dropp here right away." Arthur shakes his head, looking more worried than I’ve ever seen him, muttering, "I don't like this. I don't like this at all."
"Okay," I say, feeling tears prick my eyes as I watch him hurry out of the room.
I lie back and close my eyes, trying to calm myself down and get my emotions under control.
Nurse Smith pats my arm. "Good idea. See if you can get some rest for a few minutes. And don't worry, love, you're in good hands with Dr. Patell. He knows what he's doing."
“Thank you," I whisper.
