Things became more bleak when Jacob went back to the reservation for Harry Clearwater's funeral.

Pains came and gone, came and gone and finally my water broke.

I gave birth to a stillborn son.

Then I gave birth to a daughter that could not be saved.

My babies died and Jacob wasn't there to catch us. I felt betrayed for the second in a short span of time.

I quickly buried the Little ones and moved to Arizona to be with my mom.