By Don Tassone
If only she could stay put. At this point, all she cared about was the safe delivery of her unborn child. And yet she knew they would all be in danger if they didn’t leave soon.
And so the next morning, she and her husband packed only what they needed for the journey and headed south on foot.
Given her condition, they walked slowly and rested often. At night, they either stayed with strangers who would take them in or slept under the stars.
After five days on the road, she could go no farther.
“We need to find a place where I can have this baby,” she said to her husband. “The time is near.”