Empty cradles: apology at last to child 'migrants'

In the quiet, sterilized room that would occupy her final days, Mary Kenny looked to the door. Walking towards her with both trepidation and excitement was a man. 
The flush of youth had been and gone from his face and instead the lines of life and emotion had made their mark. “You look just like your father,” Mary said.

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