I hear hurried footsteps and, right away, see my brother-in-law join with Susy.
"Take it easy and keep us updated," he says calmly. "We'll inform your parents. We'll wait here so as not to be in the way."
We thanked him sincerely and headed to the car. The contractions are becoming more intense, but there are still no clear signs that labor is imminent. My water hasn't broken, and I haven't lost the mucus plug. That small hope gives me strength to hold on: maybe, just maybe, the babies will hold on a little longer... for Candace.
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The night breeze brushes against my face as we step out of the house. Dylan holds me firmly as we walk to the car. Despite the increasing pain with each step, I try to stay calm. I cling to the hope that the babies will wait a little longer.
Once inside
