The child wakes up. You tell her to come sit down next to the cleaned
table. You ask her what her name is, if she has parents, and where she
is staying. She answers all of those and says that her name is Lucy,
she has no parents, and that she has no where to stay. You offer to
let her stay here. You and the man tell her your names, "My name
is Caroline and this is John." Then you think of something. How
could you mother a child if you aren't even from this time period. I
can't believe what I've done! Oh no!