Treasure in the River
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A blue-gray sky signaled the day to come as my sister and I readied ourselves to board Turkish Airlines, flight 3327, to JFK. It was 6:30 a.m. in Istanbul, exotic,…
Pregnant in the River
It was 4:30 a.m. and two days before Thanksgiving at Jane Phillips Medical Center. Fluorescent lights blazed like eternal daylight on the ceiling of the labor room. The room’s once…