“It must be part of some greater plan, right? I mean, there has to be a reason.”
“What kind of twisted, messed up, sadistic plan could this be part of?” I had the wisdom to hold my tongue, but this is what I wanted to shout in reply.
Another baby died.
His little lungs struggled to fill for the few hours he lived. All he ever knew of life was suffering. H…
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