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Chapter 13
A passle of kids splashed and waded about in the pool of the main square fountain, probably left there by their parents shopping nearby. They looked carefully dressed in well kept clothes, if not rich, and their limbs had proper weight. What arrested my gaze, however, was the smallest, a toddler, wearing nothing but a big shirt and a diaper, dimpled thighs dancing in an excited march in place of being unable to do what all the other kids were doing. A familiar, bone-deep ache that I only ever half understood overwhelmed me. What am I doing here? Hadn't I already done enough? Didn't I die? Where was my promised family? My promised home? Where were my lost babies? Gus's snarling face cropped up in my mind's eye, furious that I had dared to mother him, baby him, have him. He didn't want
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