The memory faded away, person by person until Mary was left alone and on her knees in the courtyard under the Jamaican sun. Her hands pawed at her belly, no sign of her being quick with child but there hadn't been much sign of it before either.

She choked back the sounds of her anguish but tears ran down her cheeks. This was too much. This was all too much. She didn't need to be reminded of all she lost.