Naomi wanted to reach out and touch her mother: to put her arms around her and hold her. Wanted to do anything to soothe her hurt. But the wall of reserve and constraint between them had not yet been fully breached, and she sat motionless, gazing at Julia. But despite her sympathy she thought “ I couldn’t have done that. I would never, never give up my baby: no matter what. Never!” But she was ashamed of having such thoughts, for this was not the time for facile, harsh judgements. It was a time... Sign in to see full entry.