She knew they were going to pass by after the Church.
She left it in a basket at my feet and went to hide not far away.
Those who found it were richly dressed; the woman held it at her breast, the man immediately gave her his jacket to keep it warm. They looked around, nobody was to be seen.
They happily took it with them. It was theirs now.
She sadly smiled.
She just offered her baby a better life.
(The Olive Tree Tales)
