When my newborn ‘passed away,’ my mother-in-law leaned in and said, ‘God saved us from your bloodline.’ My husband turned away. My sister-in-law smirked. But then my 8-year-old pointed at the nurse’s cart and asked, ‘Should I give the doctor the powder Grandma put in the milk?’ The room went silent.
The atmosphere within St. Jude’s Maternity Ward didn’t just change; it curdled. One moment, the air was thick with the cloying, stagnant weight of a
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