
It’s a sight I’ve not forgotten. I’d tried to avert the eyes of kids playing in the park, as I buried my infant son.
My wife was distraught, but we had to catch the last train back home. The paediatrician was world-famous, but just said ‘Sorry…’.
Years later, I come back to see if I can spot one of those kids. They must’ve grown up, but I may recognise a saviour.
I know it’s crazy, but hope lingers. Maybe my son was not dead… Maybe there was a breath ….
But will he forgive me for doing that to him?

Stunner
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Thank you so much!
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Mysterious…..what a glimmer of hope can do for the soul…thank you for joining us again this week 🖤
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Thank you, Kelly!
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🖤🖤🖤
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Sadness and hope…
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Yes. Thank you so much!
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You are welcome.💕
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