Blue Baby
(Copyrighted Laura Liberty 2020) Blue Baby Nova sat on her patio, the breeze from the bay blowing her long dark hair into her face. She pushed the strands back into a messy ponytail. She had just turned fifty, but there was scarcely a wrinkle on her youthful face. Only when she laughed, could you see her crow’s feet and laugh lines, evidence of hard but happy years. She sat in the sun for a long time soaking in the warm rays. She smoked one cigarette after another. When she had smoked her last, she wheeled herself back inside for a cup of black coffee. She had been wheelchair bound since a car accident, but she had been disabled long before that. At her birth, the hospital nicknamed her the “Blue baby”. When she was born, she didn’t cry. She was as blue as a blueberry ripening in the hot sun. The doctors wanted to let Nova die, but her mother begged them to save her baby’s life. ...