“My Mommy Has Been Sleeping for Three Days”—A Six-Year-Old Arrived at the Hospital With Newborn Twins in a Wheelbarrow
“I left the house.”
Clara swallowed.
Chloe’s lower lip began to tremble.
“Are you mad at me?”
“No, baby.”
The answer came as firmly as Clara’s strength allowed.
“No.”
Chloe leaned against the side of the bed.
