After 3 Boys, We Gave Up Our Dream of a Daughter—Then My Husband Called Me to the Hospital and Said, “There’s a Baby Here”
“They tried, Sarah.”
“No.”
“Her heart stopped after surgery.”
I covered my mouth.
Clara.
The little girl who once sat on our carpet during Thanksgiving and colored pictures beside Leo.
The teenager who pretended she hated family gatherings but always took leftover pie.
Twenty-one years old.