Two Weeks After Our Baby Died, My 8-Year-Old Whispered, “Mom, She Isn’t Gone—I Saw What Daddy Did at the Hospital”
Because why wouldn’t I?
Now:
“You held her?”
Lucas’s chin trembled.
“Yes.”
“How long?”
“About twenty minutes.”
I gripped the table.
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