I got pregnant to raise the child with HIM, but fate took him. Eight weeks later, our daughter was born on his fateful day.
Part I: The Silence of the Afternoon I got pregnant to raise the child with HIM, but fate took him. The living room window looked out onto Meadow Lane. It was one of those typical Scottish afternoons, the Edinburgh sky a leaden grey, seeming to weigh down the old stone roofs. Inside, the only noise […]







