That Unreliable Call

Summary

I saved a pregnant woman on the side of the road, but I was in a hurry for a blind date and had no time to take her to the hospital.

So I called her husband's number.

“Hello? Dad-to-be? Your wife’s in my hands. She’s about to pop, and I don’t have time to wait around. I’m just going to cut the baby out myself. It’ll be better for everyone. Your call. And don't forget to bring cash.”

I glanced down. The pregnant woman, drenched in a cold sweat from the pain, watched me hang up with a look of pure terror.