Summer Goode paced the waiting room of the hospital, her heart thumping in her chest. One minute, she sipped tea with Sunshine Daye. The next, her best friend doubled over and clutched her round stomach. Sunshine Daye. Having no recollection of driving her friend to the hospital, Summer sank onto the chair, head falling into her hands.
Summer's head popped up. Camden Daye, Sunshine's husband, flew into the room, panic written across his face. "Where is she?"
"She's in the room with the doctor now. He said he'd come out here after he examines her."
"What happened?" Camden slumped next to Summer.
Summer inhaled a shaky breath, keeping her tears at bay. "I don't know really. We were at the coffee house having tea. Before I could even blink, Sunshine grasped her stomach, saying something was wrong with the baby." She shook her head. "She didn’t want to wait on an ambulance so I told her to stay put, ran to get the car, and then came back to help her walk. We headed straight here."
"Was she scared? Crying? I shouldn't have gone to the office today." Camden ran a hand through his hair.
"Don't do that, Cam." Summer patted his leg. "Yes, she was scared, but who wouldn't be? No, she wasn't crying. It's going to be-"
The door to the waiting room opened. "Mr. Daye?" The doctor who'd spoken to Summer earlier interrupted.
Camden stood. "Is Sunshine okay?"
The doctor glanced from Summer to Camden. "I can tell you now or wait until we have some privacy."
Camden shook his head, motioning for Summer to join him. "No. Tell us now please."
"Your wife is fine. The baby is fine, as well. She has placenta previa. We've stopped the bleeding and the pain, but I'd like to keep her overnight for observation." The doctor squeezed Camden's shoulder. "She's going to be fine, but I'm also recommending your wife be on bed rest for the duration of her pregnancy."
Camden nodded. "Anything to keep Sunshine and the baby safe, sir."
The doctor dipped his chin. "Good. You both can see her. Just follow me."
"Camden, I'll wait for a little bit longer. You go see your wife, and then come get me."
Camden hugged her quickly then followed the doctor out of the room.
Summer breathed a sigh of relief, sent a quick prayer of gratitude, then sagged into the chair once more. Her friend was going to be okay. Tears sprung to her eyes as the tension eased from her shoulders. She pulled out her phone and clicked Rayne Thomas' number.
"Summer, what's the news?" Rayne's voice gushed through the phone.
"Placenta previa. I don't know exactly what that is, but the doctor's keeping her overnight and putting her on bed rest until she has the baby." Summer sniffed. "I'm so glad she's okay, Rayne."
"Me, too," Rayne's voice trembled. "When you called me earlier, it was all I could do not to run to the hospital. But I didn't want to take the kids."
"You made the right decision. Wait until Justin gets home tonight. I doubt Camden will leave her side for a moment, but at least you can see her. I'm going to visit with her in a bit. I wanted to give them some time alone first." Summer swiped a wayward tear.
"You sound shaken up." Compassion filled her friend’s voice.
"Not gonna lie. I am. It was scary. I don't know how many traffic laws I violated. I'm sure a dozen, if not more. The doctor didn't seem too concerned, so I suppose that's a good sign." Summer rolled her head side to side.
"I'm glad you were there with her. Can you imagine what would've happened if she'd been by herself?"
"Oh my goodness. That would've been awful. I'm glad we had plans after work." Summer gasped. "Work! Hal! I haven't texted or called Hal." She palmed her forehead.
"I'll do that now. Relax for a spell before you see Sunny. Take a deep breath. I'm sure Hal and Wayne will figure everything out," Rayne reassured her.
Summer exhaled. "That's true. Wayne always seems to be prepared for anything, good or bad. I'm glad he runs the station."
Rayne chuckled. "Me, too. Even though I don't work there anymore, I've always appreciated Wayne's organizational skills. I'll chat with you later, okay? I'll make the calls. Say a prayer and don't forget to breathe."
Summer tossed her phone in her purse and closed her eyes. Praying for Sunshine, Camden, and the baby wasn't a difficult task. She'd been doing it all day. Bed rest for Sunshine meant either she and Hal would do the morning show on KORE FM together or Wayne would find someone to fill in for Sunshine so there would be three people instead of two. Her boss planned on it anyway since Sunshine said she wanted to stay at home with the baby. Summer hadn't seen Wayne interview anyone new. What did her manager have up his sleeve?
"Summer?" Camden's voice broke Summer's thoughts.
She snapped her eyes open and jumped up. "Is she okay?"
Camden nodded, his eyes red. "Yeah," his voice cracked. "She's stronger than I am, that's for sure. Come on back and spend some time with her."
Summer followed Camden down the deserted hallway, her shoes clicking against the tiled floor. White walls, no paintings, and silence filled the corridor. A shiver swept through her. Hospitals were not her favorite place. They lacked the warmth her soul craved.
"Sunny," Camden stepped aside so Summer could pass him, "I'm going to get some coffee from the cafeteria. I'll leave you two alone for a few minutes." He brushed a kiss across Sunshine's forehead.
Summer rushed to Sunshine's bedside and gripped her friend's hand. "How are you feeling?"
"Better now, thanks to you." Sunshine squeezed Summer's hand. "Thank you for getting me here so quickly. I don't know what I would've done without you."
Brushing aside Sunshine's praise, Summer sank onto the chair next to the bed. "Anyone would've done the same. I'm glad you're okay. How do you feel about bed rest?"
Sunshine's forehead crinkled. "Not great, but if it's going to keep the baby safe, then I'm all for it."
"Good. Rayne's calling Hal and Wayne to let them know what's happening. Is Camden contacting your folks?" And maybe Jimmy? Summer shook the unasked question from her mind. No thoughts of Jimmy. It had been three years since they'd parted ways. At least it was on good terms. Neither one of them wanted to relocate to pursue a relationship.
Sunshine nodded. "Yeah. Mom can't come out. She has to take care of Dad. But, well..." Her friend bit her lower lip.
"Jimmy." Summer stated.
Sunshine lowered her lashes. "I'm sorry, Summer. I didn't know who else to call. Camden's parents are in Europe visiting his brother."
"It's fine, friend. I like Jimmy, remember? We both decided to end things. It'll be fine." Summer pasted on a smile, hoping it appeared more real than it felt. Yet another failed relationship. Always alone. No matter how hard she tried, being a wife and a mom didn't seem to be part of God's plan. Her heart ached for her one desire that wouldn't come true. A family of her own. Now in her thirties, Summer’s hope decreased with each passing year.