Chapter 35

“Here we are.” Mrs D announced as we stood in front of a huge window and stared into the nursery in the hospital. There were rows of newborn babies wrapped in blankets and lying in their own little beds.

“Are the babies supposed to mean something?” I asked the woman next to me.

“Newborn babies are a symbol of hope but that’s not what I brought you to see. Take a look at the wall behind them.” My attention immediately shifted to the wall. There were drawings that were clearly made by small children stuck onto the wall but above them were small plaques with names etched into them. I went through the list of names and immediately stopped on name; Stella.