Lahat ng Kabanata ng HIS LOVE BEYOND WORDS: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

Jeanne had understood that she would be a big sister soon and was excited about this even if her parents had taken her for a baby.“I hope you don’t mind not being our only baby anymore”She rolled her eyes. Why would she be jealous of her little sister or her little brother? She was rather ecstatic by the news and couldn't wait to play with the child.The announcement of a future child had arrived with that on all the television channels of the resurgence of crime in their neighborhood with the birth of many gangs.Territory wars were legion and were now part of the daily life of the inhabitants of the district who, when the shots broke out, would take refuge in their houses hoping that the stray bullets would not reach them.In this chaotic environment, being a policeman had become a real challenge, but James was not worried about it. He thought he just had to be careful and everything would be fine. This is how he was able to reassure his little family and went out every morning wit

Emma started to cry as the women next door had a discussion. Little Jeanne, while trying to calm her sister, had partially listened to the debates of these mothers." Oh, that's right? So the 16-year-old girl who gave birth ran away? And the baby? »“I heard the social service say that we would put him up for adoption”“Poor thing… I heard that some children are not directly adopted despite the demand for newborns being rather high”"It's true I have a neighbor who works in an orphanage and told me that many babies stay at home for the first five years of their life, then because of the lack of subsidy, the majority left behind flee and end up on the street and even though they are adopted the parents do not keep them long before returning them… the behavior of these children despite the education they want to transmit to them leaves something to be desired. »"Yes, some people have a dull anger in them that nobody supports them for long... so they go from foster home to foster home un

Jeanne didn't know where to start or if she even had to. Still, she found herself in a situation where she had to provide an explanation and therefore, she didn't have a choice. In short, it wouldn't be as complicated as she might imagine in the worst case, the woman would just report them and in the best case, she would be sure to be able to stay with her sister.Her dad always told her that bets weren't good but now, she had to do it hoping her dad wouldn't be too upset.Jeanne sighs and looks at Emma sleeping peacefully, she has just been born but she has already had a good dose of adventures, which she knows would not have happened to just anyone. She smiles from the belly of this woman her little Emma has always been wonderful and it was not about to change.She turned her attention back to the woman who was waiting for an explanation and told herself that in a way, she was right. It is not common to find an 11-year-old child in the vicinity of her house with an infant in her arms

Nancy had rushed to their side taking Emma's temperature on the back of her hand. And indeed, the little one was really burning with fever, at this level we could no longer simply speak of a moderate rise in temperature, no it was a real horse fever."Run quickly and get me a thermometer"Jeanne trembling from head to toe had taken a relatively long moment of reaction which annoyed Nancy. Even if she could understand that the teenager was going through a difficult time in her life, she did not want this to impact on the future, she had to be reactive immediately to provide care for her sister."Jeanne"The latter had jumped, Nancy's voice finally reaching her brain, she looked panicked at Nancy who clapped both hands in front of her face.“Do you understand yourself? You mustn't pass this worry on to Emma, ​​she's in enough pain already… now you calm down and go get me the thermometer… then you go get Uncle Renzo and bring him here understood? »Jeanne, who was shaking like a leaf, jus

Emma had been blowing hot and cold with her condition for a week, they had already tried everything from drugs for malaria, urinary infection, typhoid fever and even teething, women around , Renzo and even the men were all hard at work to bring a solution to the illness of their little princess as they liked to call Emma in the camp. She was the youngest in El Pazo, arrived when she was just a newborn, everyone saw her grow up, she slept in everyone's tents according to her moods and called all the old grandpa or granny. She was the child of the whole camp and when their baby was sick, they were all sad. They had even saved up to send her to a hospital in Central, but since her birth certificate had a note that she was a resident of the camp, the doctors had been reluctant to see her, saying that they couldn't. didn't have time. That's when Jeanne understood that social marginalizations were aberrations, a visibly dying child stood before them and they still had to discriminate among