The delivery room was hushed. A baby had arrived—but no cry followed.
Olivia Parker had carried her second child with joy. For nine months, their modest home brimmed with anticipation. Her seven-year-old son, Ethan, spoke daily of his baby brother, vowing to share his dinosaurs and reveal the backyard’s secret corners. Her husband, Michael, worked long hours as a financial consultant, but always found time to remind Ethan, “Not long now, champ. Your brother will be here soon.”Continue reading…
