“Very well, Clarie. I dare you to say it again—your child was lost the last time I was hospitalized?”

“Linda, what tricks are you playing now? I have both witnesses and evidence!”

With a loud slap, Clarie flung the emergency room records in front of me. But honestly, it didn’t matter whether I looked at them or not. It was true that there were records of her at the ER that day—but the truth was, her baby was completely fine at the time. Otherwise, how could I have peacefully stayed in the hospital for three whole days?

Those three days were calm, without a single ripple. Knowing Jim’s mother’s temper,...