*Amelia*
Dad climbs out of his car before me, going straight toward Jim, who ignores him and comes straight to my car.
“Hey, Darlin’,” he smiles, offering me his hand to climb down. “How are you feeling?”
“I’m fine,” I tell him.
The truth is that I’m not fine. My back hurts so badly today, but I can’t tell him that. Last week, the doctor told me he thinks I injured it in the wreck. I told him I’d come back about it after the baby was born. I don’t want to do anything else right now. The doctors have continued to assure me that everything is safe for him, but I’m too worried. There isn’t any way to know for sure.
Dad tilts his head at Jim, no doubt irritated by his snub, but he doesn’t seem angry. “Amelia said you’re having her take the bigger house?”
Jim nods. “Yeah. It’s
