"But you're going to have a brother!"

Wrong thing to say. I had wanted nothing more than a son with my wife, or even one or two more daughters, whatever, but she'd turned down the idea of any more children. I'd tried to discuss it more than once, it got nowhere. "Daddy wanted a son," Hannah whispered, hearing the anger verging on boiling over again, "And you denied him all the time. No more children, that's what you told him."

"I didn't want another child with Mark. I do want one with my husband."

"Well, good for you, but going back to what I just said, we don't care about...