The genetic information associated with our pregnancies didn’t match the donor records we’d originally received.
“Are you saying we were given the wrong donor?” Emily asked.
“We haven’t established that,” he replied. “But there is an identification discrepancy we must investigate.”
My hands instinctively covered my stomach.
“Are our babies in danger?”
“We don’t know that either. Please don’t assume the worst.”
At that moment, Emily’s phone rang.
It was Helen.
“Mom, we’re at the hospital,” Emily answered.
Her mother’s voice sounded frightened.
“Is Sarah with you?”
“Yes.”
“Both of
