Chapter 75

Six months later…

Dan was dead asleep when something jabbed into his ribs.

“Dan,” Marcy whispered, then nudged him harder. “Dan. Wake up.”

He groaned, rolling halfway onto his stomach. “Little rabbit, it’s four in the morning. Go back to sleep.”

“I can’t.”

He cracked one bleary eye open. “Bad dream?”

“No.” She sat up, rubbing her round belly with both hands. “I need ice cream.”

Dan blinked. “…Ice