This way, everything would be coordinated beforehand, paying careful attention to details such as a lay out of buffet tables (place settings for ... persons or diner), utensil polish (forks, tablespoons, knifes, etc.) previous to wrapping them on napkins for each guest. An adornment should be placed on each table too, cups and glasses washed cleaned; besides, everything should be handy, items like corkscrews, knifes, tools to prick ice, and finally, a can opener, and the like. After. “Fuck, holy fuck,” he said, suddenly sounding frantic. “I’m gonna call you an ambulance. I’ll meet you at the hospital, okay?”“You’re already there,” I said.“Right,” he agreed. “I’m gonna call them now. Hold on, baby.”Less than five minutes later, I was letting the paramedics help me onto a stretcher.“Deep breaths,” an EMT said, giving me a warm smile. “You’ve got this, Mama.”Mama. Holy shit. That’s what I was about to become.It all happened so fast. A few hours of labor later, she was in my. I wanted her. That was no surprise.It did surprise me to realize that I wanted to have a child with her. I wanted to be the mechanism by which she conceived another baby. Wanting wasn't going to get it done. I couldn't have a child no matter how hard I wished. With a sick little girl, I doubted Sherrie was thinking about men, sex, or another child, especially since her husband just took a powder."Tell me all about yourself, Brian. You seem so centered, and self-sufficient. I want to know more. If I could only have one achievement on my gravestone, I’d be content with this one, and Dan would never interfere with that. But it was a kick in the arse that I, grudgingly, recognised as necessary.With another sigh, I told Zac, “It seems I’m going to need transport back to the UK.” My eyes were still on the waves, which I found calming.“Of course. Major Porter has sent a private jet for you. As soon as you’re ready, the helicopter will take you directly to Lungi.”I turned to look at Zac, who.