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her husband. Is it possible she was suicidal?”
    It was a sensitive question, but they were accustomed to issues like this.
    “She’s pregnant,” Trey said. Or was pregnant.
    “The funeral might have been too much. People aren’t rational when they lose someone.”
    They shouldn’t have left her alone last night. He shouldn’t have.
    Trey raked his hands through his hair. “I just can’t imagine her doing something like that, not with her baby on the way. That’s Ricky’s child. She wouldn’t.” He sounded more confident than he felt, even to his own ears.
    Harry nodded, agreeing, it seemed. “All right. I’m taking you back off the schedule, Trey. Stay home with your family.”
    That sounded like an order.
     
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    Rosette stretched, paced, and sat back down again. She desperately wanted to call Angel but couldn’t bring herself to believe this was real. Calling anyone would make it real. Plus, she had no idea what had happened, what was going on…what she would tell anyone.
    Trey came back in, his face serious with thought. The mental wheels were turning. That meant it wasn’t a cut-and-dry case on what had caused the accident.
    Trey wasn’t alone, Rosette realized with a start. Summer walked into the room behind him, her eyes red. She must have heard some of the details already.
    “The hospital called you too?” Rosette asked, shocked that she hadn’t thought of it herself. This was Amanda’s little sister after all.
    “No, Alex called.”
    Rosette looked at Trey. That couldn’t be good. She went to Summer, put an arm around her, and guided her to a loveseat. It felt nice to hang onto someone else. Summer broke down and tried to dampen the noise with the end of her sleeve. “I called her just a few hours ago to check in…”
    The door opened again. Dr. Rosenberg looked grim as she entered the room. “Mr. and Mrs. Sinclair…” She paused, looking at Summer.
    “This is Summer McNelly, Amanda’s sister.”
    The doctor’s eyes seemed to say what Rosette had already thought: Summer was young, way too young, to deal with his.
    “Is my sister okay?” Summer asked.
    Rosette met Trey’s eyes. They could have told Summer what was going on already. They both looked away. Guilt maybe?
    Dr. Rosenberg bent slightly forward, almost over them, and spoke quietly. “There was no way to save Amanda. I’m so sorry for your loss.”
    Amanda was gone?
    She had been holding out hope without realizing it. Wouldn’t they have felt something if Amanda had died? Sensed it somehow? Rosette pulled Summer closer to her—but she was so stiff it was like comforting a totem pole. Summer’s face was blank, her eyes staring straight ahead like she wasn’t in the room at all.
    A minute later, the doctor quietly said, “We were able to get the baby in time. It’s a girl.” The doctor didn’t announce the usual, “It’s a girl!” Everything felt so wrong.
     Rosette met Trey’s gaze for a second and saw the pure terror before she had to look away.
    Horror at what happened?
    Horror at this new complication, escalating everything? What would they do now? Maybe she was throwing her emotions onto him.
    She glanced at Summer, who was in shock. Trey wasn’t doing much better.
    After losing his brother, this would be too much for him. She had to be the strong one tonight. She looked at the doctor, hoping she’d find the words but couldn’t for a full minute. When her throat loosened, she simply asked, “The baby?”
    “She’s healthy and perfect … Would you like to meet her?”
     

Chapter Four
     
     
    His niece. His responsibility.
    Trey, Rosette, and Summer gazed down at the tiny girl, wrapped in a pink blanket. She had just a hint of hair on her head, enough to tell it was blond, maybe even strawberry blond. She had the newborn, barely-there eyebrows and a tiny rosy mouth. Faint red blotches speckled her face. A tiny square paper in the corner of the hospital bassinet said “Baby Sinclair,” 6