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Cora finally calmed down, and we got back in the car. Somewhere along the way, I said something that upset her again. She didn’t break down again, but she’s been silent.
I offer her my hand to help her out of the car, but she doesn’t take it. Instead, she places both hands on Peter.
I follow her upstairs, and she turns to me, handing me Peter. This isn’t like her, but I stand back and watch. She goes into our bedroom and pulls out the crib, dragging it down the hall.
“What are you doing?” I ask cautiously. I’m afraid that anything I say will upset her.
“Moving into my room,” she says curtly.
I stand in the stairway, shocked at her actions. I know that what I said was stupid and upset her, but I thought I explained it. I thought we were ok.
She goes back into the b
