Desperate for a semblance of normality, he lent a hand to his mother with the care of the triplets. Taking one infant into his arms as she cradled the other, their simultaneous efforts seemed to bring a measure of calm to the fractious newborns.
The waiting room, surprisingly devoid of other occupants, offered them a private sanctuary. Was this solitude a stroke of luck, or did it have something to do with the crying babies? David was so immersed in his tumultuous thoughts that he jolted slightly when he finally noticed the doctor’s reemergence.