But Meg didn’t look at me. She didn’t say anything. The only sound in the room was the beeping of the machine. An eternity later, Meg removed the wand and started packing up her things. “I’ll see if I can find your doctor,” she promised, giving us a sympathetic head tilt as she wheeled the machine out of the room. I knew then, but I still didn’t want to believe it. Tears slid down my cheeks as I turned to Dex and saw that his face was wet too. My ultra-logical, man’s man husband never cried.
