We are actually almost there--I was beginning to doubt the day would arrive....leading up to the day of publication...I will be releasing bits only here, on my goodreads blog. Henry and Bella ride again.
From the mind of Good Henry:

"Baby slides out, into my arms. And like a bottle uncorked, the remaining amniotic fluid rushes out in a humanly torrent, dowsing Gilly, me, and the floor at large. I stand for a moment in awe of the liquid. If ever there were an elixir of life, surely this would qualify—its buoyant waters helped to protect and grow a living being for nigh on a year. Each time I deliver, I am humbled by it—feeling each dowsing as a sort of baptism.

I stand, wrap the tiny girl in the blanket, and set to stimulating her, removing the mucus from her mouth. I enter what my mind has termed The Void. It’s the moment between breath and life, stillness and death. I hear nothing, see nothing but the child that fits in my hand. Mercifully—after I feel I have aged a score—the chest contracts.

A weak, lamb-like cry fills the air.