"Do you really think we'll ever--""I do," he said with certainty, not letting me finish. He leaned over and kissed my forehead. "I know it, Sassenach, ...
When you hold a child to your breast to nurse, the curve of the little head echoes exactly the curve of the breast it suckles, as though this new person truly mirrors the flesh from which it sprang.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
When you hold a child to your breast to nurse, the curve of the little head echoes exactly the curve...
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