“Let me live!”

When I was a little girl, I happily joined my mother at the crisis pregnancy center in Toronto where she volunteered. Plopping myself down on a chair in front of a small T.V., I ‘d watch a video of children playing, running, and laughing while in the background played Pat Boone’s song, “Let Me Live!”:
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A Wednesday abortion

That night I got a text message. "They had the abortion today." Words fail me. Their baby is dead—her little body torn apart by the suction machine.
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