The Twilight Twenty-Five
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Prompt: 17: To err is human; to forgive, divine.
Pen Name: Bedelia
A husband. Four siblings. Three sons. Her youngest was a newborn—barely a month old. Even when appearing in impersonal newsprint, the surviving relatives screamed accusations.
Jasper's red eyes slid shut. He'd already known about the baby. Aside from the obvious scent of milk, she'd tasted sweeter, like she'd absorbed the freshness of youth from her child.
New mothers had once been a favorite of his.
Feel the guilt, he reminded himself. Don't see them as "other."
When his eyes opened, Alice was there, all sun-bright emotions and smiles and the right words.
"They'll be okay. I love you."