Part I: There Is No Try: Mallory

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Mallory is shaking. No matter how often she bends over the toilet, she can’t get rid of the panic for the initial surge and strain on her esophagus. As soon as she gets going it’s easy, the first push is …

Part I: There Is No Try: Phiona

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Phiona works, though she hardly considers motherhood a career choice. Marshall let her quit as a sales rep for Clinique once she was six months pregnant—how she puts it when blabbing about herself to friends. Really, Marshall had nothing to …

Part I: There Is No Try: Ashley

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Alex is gone. A dry suffocation takes over. The ache begins in my arm, slowly moves across the chest via the shoulder by way of the clavicle and onward through the lungs to the solar plexus where havoc wreaks upon …