Wives at War

My best friend and I married the Luther brothers.

I married the older brother, a legendary specialist in childbirth.

My best friend, Autumn, married the younger brother, the CEO of a pharmaceutical company.

On my birthday, my husband’s crush, Kirsty, scared me into early labor by sending me the carcass of a rotten, dead cat. Autumn rushed me to the emergency room.

The doctors had their hands tied as I went into premature labor with a case of amniotic fluid embolism.

With the last of my strength, I turned to my husband for help.