Chapter 21 - the next generation
When Chloe turned five, Claire established a new program inside the pavilion.
It provided free prenatal education for young mothers.
The program was named after Claire's mother.
Her mother cried when she found out.
"You didn't have to name it after me."
Claire smiled.
"You held me when I couldn't stand."
Her mother touched her daughter's face.
"I would do it again."
The opening ceremony was small.
No politicians.
No cameras.
Just mothers, nurses, and children.
Claire watched as young women walked into the classroom carrying babies, diaper bags, and fear.
She recognized that look.
She had worn it herself.
But now there were people waiting to help.
A young mother approached Claire.
"I'm scared."
Claire smiled.
"So was I."
The woman looked surprised.
"You?"
"Very."
"But you're so strong."
Claire glanced toward the nurses.
"Strength doesn't mean you're never afraid."
She took the woman's hand.
"It means you don't let fear make every decision for you."
The woman nodded.
Then she walked into the classroom.
Claire watched her disappear through the doorway.
For a moment, she saw herself years earlier.
May you like
Then the image faded.
The future remained.
