SurrenderedJanuary 24, 2017
Take him, the new mother said in a small, exhausted voice. The baby had not stopped squalling since his unexpected arrival, and their apartment was so crowded and so small. I don’t know what to do.
The sister had not given the baby’s fist the opportunity to clench her finger. She did not want to fall in love.
They wrapped him in a blanket. The sister held him all the way to the hospital. We found him, she said as she handed him to the nurse, whispering a silent prayer he would end up with what he needed.