The Devil's Child
Janine sat quietly, waiting for news. It had been hours since she had given birth and she was worried. There was something wrong with her newborn child, she was sure of it. The moment it was born, the nurse had screamed out in horror and quickly fled the room. What's more, they wouldn't let her see the baby, but immediately blocked her view of it and hurried to take it out of the room. At last, a gentle knock came at the door. The doctor entered with his head held low. Stopping at the foot of the bed, he sighed, then looked up at Janine and feigned a smile. "I wish I didn't have to tell you this..." he said, as he nervously wrung his hands. "I'm sorry, but the baby didn't make it." Janine put her face in her hands and cried. He let her go until the sobbing ended and she was making herself breathe more slowly. "We did everything we could to save him," he assured her. "It was nobody's fault." The color seemed to have drained...