And Then She Was Gone

One-and-a-half hours post-birth, nurse Joleen conducts another heartbeat check. Jason delicately takes Sophia, holding her at an easily accessible angle. Carefully placing the familiar two fingers on Sophia’s chest, nurse Joleen holds very still. Her stone-like face is eerily static; her mouth does not mime the seconds as they tick on the wall clock. RelentingContinue reading “And Then She Was Gone”