Wide, dark eyes opened and my Little Hannah Looked up at me. Grey eyes, black hair…I looked at her face and saw her father’s strong features.

“She’s Damien’s,” I said quietly and Nu-reeh came closer.

“How do you know, slave?” she asked.

“The eyes, the hair,” I said petting the baby. “This is Damien’s daughter.”

Nu-reeh didn’t seem convinced and wandered away.

The child sucked and pulled on the breast, watching me intermittently. Suddenly, she seemed upset. Her little fists balled up and she Let out a wail.

“Mama, more,” she cried and I sat too shocked to move.

E L A ‘s L I

spoke next, “You have another place to

baby. Automatically, I moved her

only have two,” Nu-reeh said, “Hopefully, they

was amazed, The little girl had said the English word Mama I’d used and the

I sputtered out. “She knows

knows how to talk,” Nu-reeh said with a wave of

how to

our

and I forgot about the conversation

cold. I need a blanket for her,” I

bag he had brought and pulled out one of my knitted blankets. Nu-reeh called him a nasty name and told him to give me

was hungry she said, she begged for more to eat. I quickly diapered her and wrapped her in a blanket. Once she was back on the breast she

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