The Broken Cry

Lovett woke at the gentle cries of her baby.  She picked him up and quickly began to feed him to prevent his cries from waking her mother who was sleeping on the other bed in the same room as she. Glancing at the old wall clock, she saw it was almost dawn.  She finished feeding the child, held him for a while and rocked him back to sleep.  She then gently placed him back and hurried out of her room to her favorite place of solace. The chilly breeze of the early morning rushed a...