SERIES SUMMARY: Kayla is on a quest to move beyond the hurt of her past as she realizes the impact that hurt has on her present and potential future. This is a modern tale of love that accounts the complexities of blending the lives of two thirty-somethings and all of their respective baggage. Read to see if Kayla will finally share her secret, embrace something new, and most importantly exercise her faith.
She wonders if it will make him come home, and if he comes will he resent her and the baby. She wonders. And as she does, a sharp pain hits her in the stomach, then another right after the first. She sits up and tries to stand and a third cramp comes that knocks her back to the bed. She can feel something wet. She takes her hand and rubs it. It’s blood. She struggles to grab the phone and dials 911. The ride to the hospital is a blur. She’s in a cold room half coherent, waiting for the doctor. He enters. “Kayla, you are threatening a miscarriage, and we are putting you on immediate bed rest. You can go home in the morning, but for now just get some rest.”
Kayla is home, in her bed as the doctor prescribed. She talks to Andre frequently but still keeps her secret. In fact, Dawn is the only one who knows and that is only because she drove her home from the hospital. During her bed sentence, she bonds with the baby. She prays for a girl. She reads and sings to her and uses speakerphone when she talks to Andre so that the baby will know her daddy’s voice. Luckily two of her four classes were online courses so she was able to maintain the workload for them, but her professors in the other two were less than cooperative. She ends up dropping those classes and remains hidden in her tiny off campus apartment as her belly begins to grow.
It is now becoming more and more difficult to come up with excuses for why her mother and baby sisters can’t come over to visit. And the excuses stop four weeks later, when Karah is tired of being played off and demands an explanation of what is really going on. Kayla confesses. They both cry, and the following morning, she finds her mother and sister at her front door. They spend the day talking, laughing, and planning. According to the doctor, she has one week left and then she should be out of the danger zone. Then, she will tell Andre.
The next night, right before bed, she feels a sharp pain that is all too familiar. This can’t be happening again, she did everything the doctor told her to. Another pain hits, followed by another one that is even more intense. She calls the ambulance and her mother. Her mother calls Karah and Dawn. As she waits she can feel the blood running down her legs, she cries. And when the medics transfer her onto the gurney, she begs for them to save her baby. The doctor tries, but is unsuccessful.
She lay on her side in the hospital bed as the tears flow from her eyes. This time she didn’t need to hear from the doctor, she already knows. Her mother and Dawn are sitting on the edge of the bed and Karah is standing by the window. The room is silent, except for Kayla’s sniffles. Her mother wipes her eyes, kisses her cheek, and tells her that everything will be okay. The nurse comes in to check on her and she talks to Kayla, but Kayla doesn’t hear her. She looks at the nurse and nods when she feels it’s appropriate, but she hears nothing. Absolutely nothing.
To be continued…
© LaRonda Moore