Welcome to the world.”
She kissed May’s cheek.
William wiped a tear from his own eye.
“She’s so precious,” Mrs. Harlow said. “Look at all that hair.”
“She’s so perfect,” Casey agreed.
“She looks just like you did when you were born,” her mother added.
After a few minutes, Casey handed May to William. He hesitated, unsure if he was
holding her right.
“Support her head,” Mrs. Harlow reminded gently.
May was swaddled tightly in a blanket. She appeared to be a different baby after
being cleaned up.
“Hey, May,” William whispered. “I’m your dad.”