Witchcraft for Wayward Girls

by Grady Hendrix

They’d been told over and over that all they could do was ruin their babies’ lives. But on that long, hot, empty afternoon, they tasted what it would be like to see their babies, to hold them, to smell them, and it felt so real, and so true, that for a moment they felt like what they were, they felt like mothers, and it stunned them into silence.

Ugh.. starting sobbing at this point