She was afraid that it would be blood. She still had to take care of her mother. She had to stay alive. If she died, what would happen to her mother?

The fifteen to sixteen-year-old child forced herself to swallow the mouthful of blood back down her throat.

She bit her lip and said weakly, “My mother… My mother is dying. Before she dies, she wants to meet…Mrs. Shaw. My mother said…it’s about your daughter who passed away as a baby. She would like to see you.”

Mrs. Shaw was stunned when she