Inside, a baby. Small, bundled in a blanket too thin for the chill of the night. No bag, no note, no frantic parent coming to claim her. Just the silent cries of an abandoned child.
Clara hesitated. She thought of her own empty house, her failed marriage, the years of tests and doctor visits that had left her with an empty womb and an aching heart. How could anyone leave a child behind?
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The tiny bundle that she had always wanted but could never have.