On the eighteenth of February, Mary-Michael gave birth to a dark haired, dark-eyed, perfectly beautiful little girl. Within days she began to see the little changes in her daughter’s features. Changes that would surely tell everyone who saw her exactly who her father was.
Her babe had Lucky’s dusky olive complexion and dark hair and eyes. She had Mary-Michael’s nose and chin, but Lucky’s mouth and cheeks. As the child nursed greedily from her breast, she realized that she also had Lucky’s ravenous appetite. She was so proud of her beautiful offspring, and wanted to share her with the world. Except she was imprisoned in the children’s home. The place where she once lived, she was now forbidden to leave. Armed guards were placed outside her window and at each door to ensure she remained con
