Liam

I'm at the hospital, sitting on a stiff chair, fresh bandages clinging to my wounds. Nancy, still recovering from the earlier accident, joins Nora and me. Her face bears the marks of the struggle, and a bandage on her foot makes her limp. Despite the pain, she's there, captivated by the tiny life cradled in Nora's arms.

“Oh my God, who is a beautiful boy!’ she gushed as she tickled our newborns foot. The baby simply watched her in a dumbfounded manner. It was more like the baby was trying to take in his new surroundings, after dropping from heaven.

“Aunty duties,” Nora gushed to her friend.

“You bet,”...