Traces of Life

The notion of a "child" had crossed Desmond's mind throughout his life.

In his mind, a child was either a soft and cuddly baby being held in one's arms or a mischievous little one running around causing chaos.

He never imagined that his child would one day be reduced to a small mass of flesh and wrapped haphazardly in cheap tissue paper. The child was then ultimately discarded into the garbage hea