Way Maker and the Scarlet Cord

Her body was weak from giving birth. Her soul was fragile, wishing desperately that she could hold her baby, but she had not even been allowed to see her baby. Under the influence of drugs, she could vaguely remember a baby crying, and then the sound of her baby being whisked away from her. Forever.

No not forever. Hopefully not forever. She must return somehow for her baby.

When thirty-year-old Jez...