I sat in silence for a while thinking of all the possibilities that could have been, my heart aches to know where the baby went, did it go to heaven or did it go to that dark soulless hole.
I couldn’t allow myself to be sad for too long so I made a decision, I’d only think of the possibilities of what could have been while I sit in this garden. Everywhere else I would get on with it, push through the pain and wonder and live for the little baby that can’t.
I was in a daze as my parents arrived snapping me out of it. Carter had dug a little hole under the plaque on the tree and he had wrapped up the remains of the baby in biodegradable cloth, I wanted the baby to become one with the tree that stood in its memory.
“You did all this?”
Scott asks kneeling in front of me
“The boys help
