Sadness also found a way into the car, like it had been transported and was communicable. The vehicle that was buzzing with laughter became quiet, filled with anguish and pure unhappiness.
"Why does this place feel this way?" Lizzy deemed it very necessary to ask because she was terrified at the way everything changed, making her more scared, worried and nauseous. She felt the nausea was a result of the pregnancy, which she didn't bring herself to talk about, but there was another kind of uneasiness in the car.
No one answered her, and before there was any chance to ask another question, they had already gotten to the hospital, each person carrying a bag filled with celebration boxes and bags.
Going into the hospital again felt worse. It was as if people had been waiting for them to come in and probably change the whole atmosphere.