Willing herself to die, she let her head sink deep into the pillow. Her arms and legs became heavy. When her breathing stopped, she floated up and out of her body.
Just then the bedroom door flung open and four-year-old Betsy tore into the room, pulled herself up onto the bed, and bounced on Jessica’s belly.
“Mommy? You awake?”
With a sharp and sudden inhale, Jessica’s eyes flew open. Nose to nose with the little girl, she knew this was worth living for. She hugged her daughter tightly.