““are you going?” I asked when Cory didn’t answer. “I don’t know. Stop talking. I need to think.” “I don’t know what you’re thinking, but I don’t know anything. Please stop the car. I think I’m in labor. I should get to the hospital.” Cory remained silent as he kept his eyes on the road ahead of us. I didn’t know where he was driving, but I had a bad feeling about it. Another contraction gripped me as he maneuvered around a tight curve that caused me to slam into the door on my right side. “I didn’t kill her. At least not on purpose,” Cory eventually said in a voice so soft I could barely make out his words. “Stella wasn’t an easy person to love,” he continued when I didn’t reply. “She had such a beautiful spirit, but she seemed to forever be heading for the ultimate high or the deepest low. She never could find and maintain any sort of balance in her life.” I saw a tear slide down””
