Baby in a Million. Rebecca Winters

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      The doctor frowned in puzzlement. “Our couples program.”

      Couples?

      “She just got here so we haven’t had a chance to discuss anything yet,” Cord explained, but Ashley could scarcely concentrate because she was still reacting to the doctor’s comment.

      She shook her head in bewilderment. “What program?”

      Dr. Drake’s attention switched to Cord. “I thought you explained things to her when you were in here on Friday.”

      Ashley swallowed hard. “I—I’m afraid I didn’t give him an opportunity. We’re getting a divorce and there’s been virtually no contact.”

      “Yes. Your husband confided as much to me. Mrs. McKnight? Can I assume you’re here because you want to help your husband?”

      After a moment’s pause she murmured, “Yes.”

      “All right then. As you’re aware, every year in our country we declare a day of no smoking.”

      Smoking?

      She couldn’t imagine what he was getting at.

      “Those trying to quit the habit abstain from cigarettes for twenty-four hours. In conjunction with that effort, we piloted a special program at City Creek ten years ago called the Great Salt Lake Smokeout.”

      Ashley had heard of it.

      “It was so successful, we’ve done it every year since. Six couples, where one or both have a smoking problem, voluntarily sign up on a first-come, first-serve basis, and stay together in a special clinic for a week free of charge. We provide intensive counseling and therapy to help them break the habit.”

      Her mind was spinning. “Dr. Drake? Neither of us smokes!”

      “Your husband had the habit in college, but he got off it when he went to work as a park ranger.”

      Ashley was dumbfounded. Cord had never told her that...

      “Since your separation, he’s taken it up again and wants desperately to quit, thus the reason he came to us. His case is one of several kinds we’re looking for because he wasn’t a smoker all his life.

      “We believe this latest addiction is an outward sign of emotional stress and deep-seated problems possibly relating as far back as childhood. Problems he hasn’t yet come to terms with.

      “We’ve learned it’s easier if the partner in the marriage goes through the counseling, as well, in order to help their spouse and/or themselves. Through a team effort, the prognosis for quitting altogether is excellent because many problems and side issues are aired with positive results.

      “In your particular situation, facing a traumatic divorce has obviously triggered his need to begin smoking again, so you’re the one he would require to be on hand to help him learn more about himself and dig deep for answers.

      “You certainly don’t have to agree to this. It would take an exceptionally strong person to revisit the scene of the crime so to speak and place yourself in a vulner able position once more.”

      Ashley moaned because his comments pierced the very core of her turmoil.

      “In fact in ten years, I only know of one other couple on the verge of divorce who entered together, and they left the program early. For them, it didn’t work. But Mr. McKnight seems anxious to try.

      “Today is our kickoff. I’m giving a lecture in the auditorium in five minutes. If you’re interested in helping your husband, talk to him and let me know what you decide by the end of the hour. If you decide not to go through with the program, I’ll need to give your place to the next couple on the list.”

      While her thoughts reeled, he patted Cord’s shoulder, then walked down the corridor.

      Stunned by the news that Cord was a smoker, she stood there in a daze. “When I married you, I thought I knew everything about you, but it’s evident I only scratched the surface. All weekend I assumed that you must be dying of a terminal illness and Greg was afraid to tell me.

      “Instead—I discover you’re here because of a smoking problem! It’s too absurd.” An angry laugh escaped.

      “It’s serious to me,” Cord said in a quiet voice. “Even more so now that I’ve found out you’re pregnant.”

      Ashley didn’t have a comeback for that. During the last six months of their broken marriage she had no idea what he did apart from her because they spent so little time together. He and Sheila, along with several subordinates, ran the administrative end of the lucrative McKnight potato chip company. The various plants located in northern Utah and Idaho had produced a phenomenal business for three generations and it was still growing to meet the demand.

      Sheila smoked a lot. Ashley could always tell when Cord had been with her because he came home from the office with telltale signs of tobacco clinging to his clothes. Under those circumstances it would be easy enough for Cord to fall back into an old habit.

      Naturally she wanted him to stop, if only for his own health’s sake. She supposed that knowing he was about to become a father would provide the extra incentive.

      But one week without Sheila? Ashley mused waspishly. She couldn’t imagine how either Cord or his stepmother would survive that long without each other.

      Yet he obviously felt he needed help or he wouldn’t have checked in to the hospital. But a couples program?

      She’d heard smoking was a very difficult habit to break, and she admired anyone who was successful. Certainly a program like the one run at the hospital sounded as if it might work because it was attempting to deal with a person’s whole psyche.

      She moistened her dry lips. “It would never have occurred to me that you were a smoker.”

      “I put it behind me when I went to work for the forest service and thought I’d licked it.” There was a distant pause. “Evidently I haven’t. Now that you know the truth, I wouldn’t blame you if you walked away.”

      She took a shaky breath. “If I do that, then you won’t be able to participate.”

      “It doesn’t matter, Ashley. I can afford to get the help I need through individual therapy. But when I heard about the clinic, the idea of couples working on the problem together made a lot of sense.”

      She hated to admit that she agreed, but she had serious reservations. “I don’t feel comfortable about taking the place of another couple who wouldn’t otherwise have the funds to get this kind of help.”

      Cord’s jaw tautened. “That was one of my concerns, too. I’ve already told Dr. Drake that if you did join me, I would insist on paying for our stay and the therapy involved.

      His admission didn’t surprise her. In all areas but one, Cord was the most honest, decent human being she’d ever known.

      “It was a mistake to have called you,” he muttered darkly. “If you’re ready, I’ll walk you out to your car.”

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