At the clinic gate, a 7-year-old collapsed, crying, “Mommy has been sleeping for three days, please save them.” The doctor rushed to help the newborn twins, but as he lifted them, his hands shook. Underneath the babies was a handwritten note from the mother that made the doctor freeze in terror…

my sweating arms and settling on the twins’ pale faces.

I coughed violently, falling to my knees. The handles slipped from my grip, and the wheelbarrow jolted, the metal basin clanging loudly.

No, no, no! I scrambled up, terrified I had hurt them. I peered inside. Still no movement. Their lips were taking on a terrifying, frosty pallor despite the suffocating continue reading …