Lucy's stomach was pushing the limits of her widest dresses; labor could not be far off. This time a year ago, when Johanna was born, Benjamin couldn't have been happier.

Now, he was terrified.

Lucy stayed in bed all day. When she tried to move, burning pains sliced through her abdomen. One day, as she moved into labor, the midwife could not be found. Lucy labored for sixteen hours before dying as the unbreathing baby slid out of her womb. Benjamin collapsed over her body.

As he sobbed, there fell a comforting hand on his back. He looked up.