It broke my heart to watch him, but I never imagined things could get worse.
Then came a rainy Saturday when Jamie stayed for dinner. The roads were dangerous, so I insisted he spend the night in our guest room rather than travel home in the storm.Shop Baby Gear
At 2:13 a.m., a piercing scream ripped through the baby monitor.
A second later, we heard a heavy thud.
Claire and I jumped out of bed and raced barefoot down the hallway toward Sophie’s nursery.
“Jamie!” Claire screamed. “Get away from her!”
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The nursery door stood half open.Track Sleep
The crib was empty.
Jamie was on the floor beside it, his hands trembling uncontrollably.
Sophie lay on the rug in front of him, frighteningly silent after that terrible scream.
Something small was tightly clenched in Jamie’s fist.
Claire covered her mouth with both hands.
