I think of the children who will never know, intuitively, that a flower is a plant’s way of making love, or what silence sounds like, or that trees breathe out what we breathe in.
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Genevieve Thurtle lives in the San Francisco Bay Area with her husband and son. She has been a high-school English teacher since 1996 and recently earned her MFA from the Vermont College of Fine Arts. Her work has been published in Crazyhorse, Appalachian Heritage, and The Chariton Review. Her essay in this issue is excerpted from her memoir-in-progress, Light These Bones.
Dr. C. doesn’t sit, as if he won’t be staying long, but he does have information for us. He says that 75 percent of women deliver within a week of membrane rupture. He says that if they induce labor now, and Olivia is alive, we will have complete say in her care and how much we want the doctors to do to keep her alive. But if I deliver a few days from now, my daughter will be twenty-four weeks, and the hospital’s ethics board will step in to limit our choices.