percelle johnson found

a baby girl,

two days old,

stuffed in a shoe box,

wrapped in newspapers,

tied with a heavy cord,

and left behind a tree to die.

what is this world coming to?

i always wanted a baby girl.

harv caught me sniffling over the pork chops.

there, there, vi, he said, patting my shoulder with his beefy hand.

there, there.

i wasn’t sure whether to laugh or cry.