Jason shouted as he hit the steering wheel. “It wasn’t anybody’s fault, Mia. It just happened.” He really believed that. He no longer thought Mia had become pregnant on purpose. She didn’t say another word. As soon as they arrived back home, Mia quickly climbed out of the car and went upstairs. She changed and got into bed. Tears stung her eyes as she cocooned herself in the bed covers. Why had she lost the baby? Her mind kept returning to that question but never arriving at an answer. “You’re back in bed?” Jason interrupted her thoughts. Mia looked up at him through her tears. He was standing in the doorway of the master bedroom, frustration lined his face. “Tired,” she mumbled. Jason walked towards the bed and sat on it next to Mia. “I wish you’d talk to me,” he told her, trying to be supportive. Jason was struggling with trying to find a way to reach out and comfort Mia.
