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Kevin followed Adam through the front door of the main house, and both went straight to the master bedroom. There, they found Charlie on the floor.

"Charlie?" cried Adam in alarm, as he dropped to his knees beside the young woman. "Are you all right?"

"What does it look like?" she retorted. "Where have you been?"

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

Charlie flashed him another I-shouldn't-have-to-answer that look, and bore down for another contraction. "Where's the car?" she panted, her face wet with perspiration.

"We can't leave," Adam informed her gravely. "The road is washed out. I don't suppose this is false labor?"

"I don't think so!" moaned Charlie.

"Let me move you to the bed," offered Adam, trying to help Charlie to her feet.

"No, not yet!" Charlie resisted, finding her breath long enough to speak. "I'm staying here, until you find that book Shirley gave us at the baby shower!"

"Would you forget about books!" exclaimed Adam. "You need to get onto the bed, Charlie!"

"Not until you find the book!" Charlie was adamant.

"What book?"

With strength Adam didn't know Charlie possessed, she grabbed his arm and looked him straight in the eye. "That book says what to do if you don't make it to the hospital in time."

"In time for what?" It was a dumb question, and Adam knew it the second he heard his own words.

Charlie tightly squeezed Adam's arm, and he had the startling revelation that he needed to find the book. Taking his flashlight, Adam hurried to the small bookshelf beside their bed and searched for Shirley's baby shower gift.

Something moved beside Adam, and he shone the flashlight straight into Wally's face. "Go sit with Charlie," he ordered the dog. Amazingly, Wally obeyed.

Unsure what to do with himself, Kevin pointed his flashlight at Charlie. "Is there anything I can do?"

"Please check Daddy," panted Charlie. "I don't want him frightened."

"I'll see to it," Kevin assured her. "Don't worry about Chuck. I'll take care of him."

"Thank you," Charlie replied in an unsteady voice.

Kevin left the room just as Charlie noticed the water-like substance between her legs. "Oh no," she breathed.

"I can't find the book!" Adam shouted over his shoulder.

"My water just broke!" she announced.
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