Gina
Few months later
The sound of wind followed by the breeze cascading through the window shows it was winter season. I wrapped the crochet jacket around my body as I rock myself on the grandma chair. It has become my routine for the past weeks. I rubbed my palms over my belly as a smile made its way out of me. “My baby mummy will warm you up” I muffled out as I went on with the action.
I’m in my last month of delivery. The past months hasn’t been easy. I won’t say it was tough but probably it’s not the best. A lot had happened in the pack house but at the end, peace reign. My thought wandered off to the event. It was still fresh in my brain. Like it happened yesterday.
After I performed the last ritual, I went into coma for more than a week. I could hear and feel everything that wa
