Eldon paced the hallway, his girlfriend and new wife watching him. They'd changed out of the wedding clothes and into more comfortable apparel while Shelly was carted off to this deliver room. His twin sister was screaming in agony. What were they doing to her? Couldn't someone relieve her pain? Why were their parents sitting there like this was normal? No one should ever have to suffer that much! Shelly was a strong woman and could handle a lot, but she sounded like she was dying in there.
And then she went silent.
That seemed even more ominous after the agonized screams. Was Shelly okay? Did something happen with the pregnancy? Why wouldn't anyone tell them what was going on?
"Sheldon," his mom addressed him, "for the last time, sit down. You're making everyone else nervous."
