bread, a sleeping baby, and a life completely transformed.
Six Months Later
The floor-to-ceiling windows of Clara’s new apartment in Brooklyn didn’t face a brick wall or a flickering streetlamp. They faced the East River, capturing the early morning sun as it spilled across a spacious, sunlit living room.In the kitchen, a brand-new, premium formula maker hissed quietly, perfectly warming a bottle at the touch of a button. Lily, now fourteen months old and sporting a pair of chubby, pink cheeks, was happily banging a plastic spoon against her
