Eleven Hours
Pamela Erens
“No, the girl says, she will not wear the fetal monitoring belt. Her birth plan says no to fetal monitoring.”
“No, the girl says, she will not wear the fetal monitoring belt. Her birth plan says no to fetal monitoring.”
“You’ve probably heard of my former boss. And even if you haven’t heard of him, he has influenced you, I promise.”
“In the departure lounge at Newark Airport Ruby was nodding off. She’d been up since 5 a.m., finishing her last-minute packing before rushing into Manhattan for the radio show. The ice cream soda at Hanson’s felt like eons ago.”