Candace

“Here we go.” Raven’s Aunt Nola holds out a squalling, still bloody bundle of baby.

Kieran accepts it like he barely notices the blood. Raven just slumps back against her pillows, sweat-soaked and panting.

“We have a son.” Kieran’s grin could light up a whole castle.

“Lemme see’m,” Raven mumbles.

I twist the towel I was blotting her forehead with between my fingers and try to stay in this moment. In here, nothing matters other than the ...