The Nineteenth Smile

The Nineteenth Smile by Hien Fox

The baby glared, the two half-moons of his mouth puckered indignantly. The midwife inhaled and forced herself to count. Five… four… Babies were adorable, she reminded herself. Three… Two… a deep breath. The midwife tried rattling the bell again, but the boy’s mouth did not budge. When the midwife had fluttered through the windows earlier… Read more The Nineteenth Smile