“Dafydd, bach,” she said, now worried, “what’s the matter, she’s not lost the baby?”“Mam,” he said, using his word, the Welsh word, fo... her, “The baby is fine. It’s Gwen.”“What’s wrong with her?” she said, her voice full of dread.“She collapsed after the birth, Mam,” he said. “I’m so sorry. There was nothing they could do to save her.”“Da Duw yn y nefoedd (Good God in heaven)!” she cried. “You’re saying...”“She’s gone, Mam. She’s left us.”There was a cry, and a muffled exchange before Gwen’s. She even mentioned how she would be staying at her course mates so they could work throughout the nights. I jumped at the occasion and agreed wit Liz that we would meet in the student bar on campus for a drink.Throughout the next day, I was like a k** waking up on Christmas. I was rushing the misses out the house so I could get ready to meet Liz. Pushing her out the door, she turned around, kissed me and whispered "Love you". My heart fell. How could I betray my misses like this. I thought. Phil reached over and put his hand on hers. She clasped his hand tightly.Michael let out a long breath and gritted his teeth.“Our last visit, just before you turned eight, we went camping,” Michael said.“I remember that,” Hailey said with a frown.“Yeah, you hated it,” Michael said, smiling in spite of himself. “It rained and it was really cold. Your sleeping bag got soaked.”“Yeah,” Hailey said absently, “the roof of the tent leaked right over top of me.”“I gave you my sleeping bag, do you. “Rebecca! Are you even listening to me?” The tone of his voice is so unlike his usual calm self. His brow is furrowed and there is a serious look on his face. She is startled from her daydream, and looks up at her husband thrown by his uncharacteristic outburst. “Don’t you think we should talk about what’s been bothering you for the past few weeks? You really haven’t been yourself,” as he speaks his tone softens. “I do worry about leaving you and flying nearly seven thousand miles across the.