RUBY

Late at night, the nanny brought Rose home early. I had already cleaned myself and changed into dry clothes. Luther turned off all the lights in the room, leaving only a dim lamp near the crib.

I was exhausted and fell asleep for a long time. When I woke up, I saw someone lying near the crib. Luther was holding his daughter’s finger tightly, and when she moved, he quickly soothed her.

“Don’t cry, shush, your mother is sleeping,” he said softly, as if her daughter would understand ...