No one in matlin knew what really transpired as teresa, melana and meira did what was ordained. no one knew wha the three midwives held. somthing that had been locked in teresa's subconscious until recently. why had god spared her. it wasn't a question, not really, she knew the reason. could she do it? time was not her friend. unconsciously touching her heart as if trying to erase something only visible to her, teresa straightened her shoulders when she heard the knock at the door, it begins. "come in," she said to her grandaughter kay. kay drove from the commuity center in a daze. she clutched the tape in her pocket as id her life depended on it. she couldn't imagine the strength it must have taken her grandmother to hold on to this information for eighty years. kay knew about the midwives, melana and meira, but what she heard on the tape was amazing and scary. she was stunned. "shit," she said as she threw on the brakes, how was she going...? she needed help. again kay wondered if she could do what her grandmother asked. she she have the courage to act?