When the Fog Clears, No One Loves You

My daughter was in the ICU with pulmonary edema. Pregnant, I drove to the hospital through a hurricane, and my car slammed into the guardrail.

In the ambulance, the hospital called. A death notice.

My daughter couldn't be saved, and the baby inside me was gone too.

The husband I couldn't reach no matter how hard I tried had, instead, posted an ultrasound scan in the family group chat.

【Our Myra Maddox is officially pregnant. The doctor says the baby is perfectly healthy.】

I typed one reply into the chat.

“Congratulations.”