The entrance door to the Emril's house shot open, and Kyla, anxious as a gazelle drinking from the waterhole, hurried out of it.
"Would you slow down!" Delano yelled after her.
Her voice shook as she replied frantically, "You need to take me to the hospital. Please hurry up. Tanaka is in labor, and I need to get to Gretel. To see if there's something I can do."
Delano jerked her to him before her fingers could completely curl around the handle of his car door. "Easy," he whispered. "Easy. You need to be calm about this. I know you're concerned about Gretel but she's fine."
"Fine?" she pulled back from him, "She's dead Delano. Dead! How's that fine?"
