«What was your gynecologist thinking?!» the doctors shouted during the birth of the 56-year-old woman..

But she was clearly in a bad mood. An elderly woman in labor died right after the operation with a bunch of doctors in the room who couldn’t provide medical help. That’s an event, they won’t pat on the head for it.

Infants with pathology, refusal of them, that’s a headache. «What do you need?» finally tearing away from the papers, the head asked in a displeased tone. When Lucy told about the purpose of her visit, Helen Sanders just twirled her finger at her temple.

«Girl, you’re a paramedic, and you’re talking such nonsense, the maternity hospital doesn’t give children for adoption, go to the orphanage. If you’re talking about the elderly patient’s children, don’t you know they were born premature and are under round-the-clock medical supervision? I can’t help with anything, please leave the room.» From the unexpectedness, Lucy lost her speech for a few seconds, then, having sipped unsalted, left the office.

«But nothing, don’t hang your nose, no one said it would be easy,» Lucy said to herself. She waited with bated breath for the baby girls to be transferred to the orphanage. Despite the doctors’ comforting forecasts, the girls survived anyway.

Lucy tirelessly prayed for their health, happily went shopping and bought baby things, thus bringing closer the moment of meeting the girls. It took a whole six months before Lucy had the opportunity to come to the orphanage and ask to adopt the girls. The orphanage director, Tanya Sanders, turned out to be a kind-hearted person, but said something that shocked Lucy.

«I’m sorry, Lucy, but the girls already have a foster family, it’s a well-off middle-aged couple, any day now they’ll finalize the adoption documents.» «But how?» Lucy exclaimed. «The girls should be with me.»

The director looked surprised at the strange young woman who entered. «Why exactly with you? You’re not married, live alone in a one-room apartment, you have a small salary. How were you going to support the children, treat them? You probably know both girls need constant treatment.»

«But…» Lucy tried to find words and couldn’t. «That’s it, it’s a miracle that such girls found a foster family, apparently they were born under a lucky star,» Tanya Sanders said confidently. Lucy sat beside herself, she understood this was the end.

«They won’t give her the girls, she won’t fulfill the promise given at Claudia’s grave. What a cruel life, I hate it.» The girl shook with indignation and pain, and tears approached her eyes.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door, and a man and woman about 55 entered the office. «Tanya Sanders, we brought the documents for adoption,» the woman said, handing a folder. «Good day, thank you, sit down, Olivia Johnson, Victor Sanders…