Peter felt like a coward, but he needed his job desperately. He turned away from Grace with tears in his eyes. Feeling ashamed of himself, Grace saw Peter turn away and felt completely abandoned by the whole world. Grace tried to stand up, but the pain was too much for her weak body. She crawled slowly down the street looking for help, but all the houses were dark and locked.
Nobody heard her cries in the quiet, wealthy neighborhood where people minded their own business. The pain in her belly grew stronger, and Grace knew she did not have much time left before the baby came. Grace’s dress was torn and dirty from crawling on the rough ground. Her knees were bleeding, and her hands were scraped raw.
But she kept moving forward because she had to find help for her baby. Grace prayed to God asking why this was happening to her. She wondered what she had done to deserve such cruelty from the man she loved. After crawling for many painful minutes, Grace reached the main road. She lay there on the cold pavement, unable to move anymore.
Her whole body was shaking from pain and fear. Cars drove past her without stopping and people walked by without offering help. Grace felt hopeless and scared and thinking she would die alone on the street with her unborn baby. One car slowed down and Grace felt a moment of hope. But when the driver saw her condition, he quickly drove away, not wanting to get involved.
Another person walked past and Grace reached out her hand, begging for help. But the person pulled away in disgust and hurried off. Grace realized that nobody cared about a poor woman suffering on the street. Grace started feeling the baby moving down. She knew she would give birth right there on the cold street.
