Sophie Moreno tenderly gazes at her precious baby Glory, wrapped in a flannel blanket, in her arms while she nurses her on the sofa by the bay window. Outside, thick snowflakes drift down to settle on the grass, almost covered in white. Only seven weeks ‘til Christmas. Who would have thought a year ago we’d have our precious Ashley back in her new life?
Only seven weeks ‘til Christmas. Who would have thought a year ago we’d have our precious Ashley back in her new life?The doorbell rings; she gets up to pull her housecoat together. The baby’s big brown eyes stare at her intently as Sophie settles her in her arms to answer the door.
“Bessie, so good to see you. And Leila, too. What a nice surprise. Brrr … it’s chilly. Come on in and get warm.”
The MacIntyre girls step into the hall, lean
