It was there. No matter, how much much she tried, she could not make the spot disappear.

Clear as day, she thought ruefully.
She wanted to use that phrase in her book. It was just so pretty.
The rambles in her head circled the drain.
I should feel. It is pertinent. Her pidgin Psychology chimed in- Feel!
The words echoed in her head, the unexpected visitor in the drab of sanguine on her panty line,slowly drenching her bottoms had shattered her dream.
Her doctor had warned her but she wanted to save her marriage.
My baby is dead, she wailed.