“It’s okay, it’s okay. Shh, I’ve got you.” Ignoring his mother, my boyfriend continued to whisper in his baby sister’s ear. “I love you. I love you, Shan. Just hold on for me, okay?” “Shannon!” “Jesus Christ, Shannon!” “I’m here. I’m right here, Shan,” Joey continued as he rocked her back and forth in his arms like a mother would a small child.
