The Cuckoo's Egg
"Donating wouldn't be all that bad, at least we'd be able to see him at the medical school…"
Easily enough, I noticed how Joey's toes were trembling in fear, and how the white cloth on his forehead was damp with cold sweat.
If he was exposed for faking his death, his reputation that he had spent such a long time building up would hit rock bottom in no time.
Seeing how futile her efforts were, Winnie started going with a different approach.
"Actually, Joey had one last wish!" She exclaimed, reaching to grab my hand. "He wanted you to have a baby for him through IVF! You're responsible for his family losing its successor, so you should give birth to one for him!"