The girl just stared at him.
“Do you think she knows what to do, Greg? She’s got to have been around other nursing mothers.”
Gregory grabbed the dirty coats and made them into a bundle that resembled the baby and mimed putting the bundle up to his own breast. At this sight, the girl smiled and held the baby to her chest. She grabbed her breast from beneath the folds of her dress and presented it to the child’s mouth. The infant started to suckle on her mother’s breast and then stopped. Evidently sensing the problem, Frank grabbed a clean cloth and gave it to the girl. She wiped her breast clean and gave it to the child again. The baby girl took to the breast again, drinking her fill. The infant drifted off to sleep in her mother’s arms. Frank put the clothes basket on the floor beside the girl, and she laid the baby down.
Talking to her as if she understood, Frank said, “Now that the little one is taken care of, it’s time to take care of you.”