A very pre-TSP moment. . . A bit of my own.
Sanity
Lady Joanna Blakeney awoke from her cleansing sleep. The pain was gone.
"Algernon!" she called.
Her husband, knowing instinctively what she wanted, placed their son at her breast. The babe began suckling mightily.
"Percy," she whispered happily.
The infant looked up, as though recognizing her voice. Their eyes locked.
In that moment she was sane.