When The Breadfruit Tree Began To Cry

The baby had no breath. No warmth. No reflection in the water.But it cried anyway.When Agatha and Cecil bring home an abandoned infant from beneath a breadfruit tree, they believe they have finally answered years of prayer. But the child does not act like any living thing. A fly crawls across its eye—and the eye does not blink. As midnight approaches, the rosary snaps, the room grows hot, and the thing in the drawer speaks with a voice like sand on a coffin lid."e;You lucky,"e; it rasps. "e;I would have hold you tonight."e;