The Left Behind Complete Set, Series 1-12

by Tim LaHaye

Within minutes, Hattie was wracked with powerful contractions. What, Rayford wondered, might the offspring of the Antichrist look like? The dead baby was so underdeveloped and small that it slipped quickly from Hattie’s body. Floyd wrapped it and pieces of the placenta, then handed the bundle to Leah. “Pathology?” she asked. Floyd stared at her. “No,” he whispered firmly. “Do you have an incinerator?” “Now I cannot do that. No. I have to put my foot down.” “What?” Hattie called out. “What? Did I have it?” Leah stood with the tiny bundle in her hands. Floyd moved to the head of the operating table. “Hattie, you expelled a very premature, very deformed fetus.” “Don’t call it that! Boy or girl?” “Indeterminate.” “Can I see it?” “Hattie, I’m sorry. It does not look like a baby. I don’t advise it.” “But I want—” Floyd pulled off his gloves and laid a hand gently on her cheek. “I have grown very fond of you, Hattie. You know that, don’t you?” She nodded, tears rolling. “I’m begging you to trust me, as one who cares for you.” She looked at him wonderingly. “Please,” he said. “I believe as you do that this was conceived as a living soul, but it was not viable and did not survive. It has not grown normally. Will you trust me to dispose of it?” Hattie bit her lip and nodded.

Well, this is one of the worst things I’ve read. The only bright side to this miscarriage scene is that we have seven books left, and none of them have to talk about abortion ever again.