The Masons never hurt a soul. With abundant wealth, the childless couple donated to countless charities every year. They were good people.
They didn’t deserve a stillborn.
The doctor held the unmoving child, as he extended trembling arms. His wife slept, peaceful and unaware. The never-existed ghost of a smile played on his daughter’s face. Time froze. What would he say when his wife asked? He’d promised her all would be well. He’d assured her. He was to blame.
As his tear dropped on its cheek, the baby stirred. Before he could comprehend, his Hope blinked and began to cry.