There was no way he was going to let this baby die. He’d never lost one before and he didn’t plan to now.
Finally, a tiny whimper and then a cough came from the small, lifeless little body in his hands and he almost collapsed with relief. The weak but persistent cry continued, and there had never been a more welcome sound to the four adults in that room.
Dannyella glanced across at him as he placed the little fella on the prepared mattress. “Bonza job.”
“I take it that means good?”
Dannyella laughed. This definitely qualified as a “capture” moment. Captured forever in her mind. “Absolutely.”