His hands were trembling, but he didn’t seem confused. He moved with a focus that left me stunned.Learn a Language
A moment later, Sophie coughed.
It was a terrible, wet sound, but it was followed by a breath.
Then another.
And suddenly, she began to cry.
I had never been so relieved to hear my daughter scream.
When the paramedics arrived, they examined Sophie and asked what had happened. Jamie slowly opened his clenched hand.
A tiny wooden bead lay in his palm.
Claire stared at it, then looked toward the crib.
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The decorative pacifier clip hanging from the rail had broken. One of its beads was missing.
The pieces finally began to fit together.
The clip had been handmade by Claire. She had strung the wooden beads herself, arranging them to spell Sophie’s name. A week after we brought our daughter home, I had warned Claire that loose beads could be dangerous around a baby.Shop Baby Gear
