"Do you mean your parents' first child?" Leo asked. "Didn't he pass away?"
"Yes, he died a couple of hours after he was born." Rena's face fell as she recalled the feelings of loneliness. "Mom would dream about him sometimes and would dream that he was hungry and cold. Then, she would wake up crying..."
Leo found it hard to believe that a mother would miss her child, who passed away twenty-six years ago, that much.
"When I was little," Rena continued, "I suspected that the reason why my mom couldn't forget about that child was that I wasn't born a boy. But when I grew up, I realized that wasn't the case." She brought her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. "I found out that Mom and Dad never planned on trying for another son, and they never intended to make
