She moved slowly, supported by someone on either side.

Her hair was tangled, her face pale.

One wrist was held carefully against her body.

An officer came to tell Sarah that the children could see her with the medical team’s help.

We did not fling the front door open and let two toddlers run into an unsecured scene.

Sarah stayed beside them while the officers made space.

A paramedic helped their mother settle near the porch before they brought the girls to her.

“My babies.”