As she walked along, she reassured the baby. “You’re going to like having me for a Mamm. I know how to take good care of a baby like you. You’ll see.”
The path led to a small footbridge over a stream at the edge of the meadow, and from there into the woods. As she crossed the bridge, a sudden gust of wind blew her prayer kapp off and into the water. Annie started to chase after it, but stopped short. She remembered the baby. No runnin’, she thought. I have to be extra careful with this baby.