Chapter 1 : The Wheelbarrow at the Emergency Doors M018
The wheelbarrow struck the edge of the automatic doors with a metallic clang, and six-year-old Emily Carter nearly fell with it.
For one terrifying second, one of the tiny bundles beneath the mismatched towels rolled toward the side.
Emily lunged forward.
“No, no, no.”
Her small hands grabbed the towel before the baby could shift any farther.
The emergency room receptionist, Angela Morris, was already running around her desk.
“Oh my God.”
Emily looked up at her.
Her cheeks were red from the cold. Sweat had dried along her hairline despite the November air outside. Her oversized gray sweatshirt hung almost to her knees, and the toes of her worn sneakers were dark with mud.
Inside the rusty wheelbarrow were two newborn babies.
One was crying weakly.
The other was frighteningly still.
Angela dropped beside them.
“Sweetheart, where did you come from?”
