I've turned the grief to medicine

Phoebe Steadman I've dropped out, burned up Fought my way back from the dead It isn't much, barely an agreeance. But it is something for her to cling to that just maybe everything would be okay. In the back of her mind, doubt wriggled. The odds were stacked against her. He was a modern man. Keeping a family together wasn't as important as his heart or mind. It was a concept she couldn't fathom but had to accept. "Come back. Jude won't want to be with a stranger for too long." she said, voice tight and pained. She was a stranger to her own baby and it nearly killed her. {FIN}