She lay in bed white as the sheets. She was alive. This time. Her mother and her mother’s friends had held her to this Earth by their very will. And they knew it. The baby had nearly taken his mother with him when he left this world. He, like his brother and sisters before him — was not meant to be. Born too soon, from a womb injured beyond repair — they would not ever be the children their father insisted MUST come to be so as to inherit his worldly goods.