“Mama, can you cut some more onions?” Tuesday asked, glancing over at her mother and thanking the Heavens she was always willing to help her out. “Soon as I get Wallis situated,” she responded. Tuesday glanced over her shoulder and smiled when her eyes landed on her two year old son. She never saw herself as having a child, but as soon as she became pregnant, she knew she had to see this journey through. Even if the circumstances of his conception weren’t ideal.
