"They got these cameras, take pictures of babies ‘fore they’re born. Wanted you to meet your little sister. She’s a pretty little thing." She smiled and set the photograph on the damp grass. "I gotta go, but I wanted you to know. Even though we didn’t meet properly, your mama loves ya and thinks ‘bout ya all the time. You’re daddy too, though he don’t let on. You take care of yourself."
-- Final Goodbyes: Sweet Surrender epilogue by Mordsith