Savannah woke up with the sound of birds outside her window. The room was quiet, but her mind was heavy. She touched her belly and whispered, “Baby, another day. We will keep going.” She stood up, washed her face, and prepared for work.
When she opened her door, something strange waited outside. A small bag of fresh fruits and milk. She looked around quickly. No one was there. The street was almost empty. She bent down and picked it up. The fruits smelled fresh, the milk was still cold.
Her lips parted. Who could have left it? She had no friends around, no family, no one she trusted. For a moment she wanted to think Vanessa, but her heart shook. Vanessa could never do this. She pushed that thought away.
She carried the bag inside and sat on the bed. Her hand trembled as she held t
