“Jane, Charlie, Beckett, Eliot, Tom, and Ben.” They radiate, and the room teems with power and vivacity. “We’d like you all to meet your new sister. Audrey Virginia Cobalt.” I have the baby in my arms to show them. Jane’s hands fly to her mouth, tears brimming. “A sister?” Over the years, she’s seen me with her aunts, the support and love we share for one another. Over the years, she’s waited, like us, to see if we’d have a girl. “Yes, a sister.” Jane cries into a smile.
