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Quote #10
My own breasts were swollen with milk for Truitt. I knew his father would bring him to me soon, but there was plenty. I took my baby out of the oven and held her mouth to catch the milk, which began to flow of its own accord. A perfect tongue, smaller than a newborn kitten's, reached out for the drops of milk on her lips. Then the little mouth rooted against my breast until she had found the nipple for herself. (20.30)
It might seem weird to think about coming of age when you're old enough to be a mom and have your own job, but Louise still has growing to do even as an adult. (Age is just a number, yo.) Here, she finally puts aside her childish sibling rivalry by caring for this baby, a proxy for her sister. Yup, we think our little girl is all grown up.