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From the Inside Flap
Gently she parted the blankets further, revealing a fuzzy pink cap and the face of a baby who appeared to have been born very recently. Today? Maybe even a few hours ago? It was hard for Lily to judge. Because the last baby she'd held had been so much smaller. So much weaker.
Suddenly the emotions she'd been battling all day got the best of her. A sob choked out from her throat, as if it had been yanked from her very heart. She turned her back on the people who were moving toward her, drawn by the sound of the baby's cries.
But the baby wasn't crying anymore. She'd stopped the moment Lily picked her up.
Lily escaped into the heated barn. Holding her breath, she peeled away the wool blankets that had been in the manger this morning. A third blanket, the one closest to the baby's body was different. It was a hand-made quilt, with a patchwork pattern of tiny pink, yellow and blue flowers.
The baby was dressed in pink flannel pajamas, the kind with tiny feet attached.
Lily couldn't breathe. She pressed the baby to her chest and waited for the wave of pain to subside, for her heart to resume pumping, her lungs to receive air.
The baby had dark blue eyes. They were gazing into Lily's face showing no sign of distress.
How long had she been in that manger?
Who had put her there?
The barn door opened again, and people swarmed inside. The first to reach them was Garret. Lily pressed the bundle into his arms. She couldn't hold her another second without falling completely apart. "It's a baby."
Garret received it awkwardly, glancing only briefly at the child, before looking back at her. "Lily?"
"What?" He should be paying attention to the infant. Why was he staring at her?
She put her hand to her cheek and he was right. "Who is she?"
Garret glanced back at the baby before answering. "I have no idea."