The Price of Morning
## Act I: The Ultrasound (Beginning) The ultrasound machine made a soft whirring sound, like a very small airplane. Clara Hart watched the screen and saw the tiny thing—no bigger than a kidney bean—move inside her. "He's kicking," she said. Julian, sitting on the edge of the examination table, leaned forward and put his hand on her stomach. He could feel it—a faint flutter, barely perceptible,...
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