A cold knot formed in my stomach.
“Jack,” I asked slowly, “what’s wrong?”
He rubbed the back of his neck and stared at the floor.
Then he said something that made my heart stop.
“Emily… I don’t think we should bring them home.”
For a moment I thought the medication from childbirth had made me hallucinate.
“What?”
My voice cracked.
“What are you talking about? Those are our daughters!”
He flinched like the words hurt him.