"No," the woman sobbed. "I am Sister Frances from the Bramingham Monastery." Her voice turned to another scream as another contraction arrived.
"Baby won't be long now," Cora whispered.
Nemenia sank back on the pillow and stared at Kendra, "You aren't Abbess Jane. You're... I should know you..." Tears poured down her cheeks.
"I'm Kendra and I'm here to help."
"Kendra. Maiden Kendra who looks after the sheep?"
"That was a long time ago, Nemenia."
"I'm Sister Frances and cannot be with child. It is a sin. Oh help me, please." She grabbed Kendra's hand and squeezed so hard it hurt. "No..." she howled.
"Baby's coming," Onenna's soft voice helped.
Kendra had never seen a child born before and watched, fascinated as the tiny infant arrived in the world. Onenna was methodical as she guide
