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me to deal with,” Aunt Madge began. “I done fail that chile there, and now her life is completely over. Please give me the strength, dear God.”
    As Aunt Madge prayed, a sudden calm washed over her as the Holy Spirit gave her comfort. Suddenly, Jeremiah 1:5 came to her troubled mind. “Before I formed thee in the belly I knew thee; and before thou camest forth out of the womb I sanctified thee, and I ordained thee a prophet unto the nations.”
    â€œNo one is a mistake,” Aunt Madge whispered as she digested the verse. “I might not like the way and time this baby was conceived, but God knows best.” Slowly Aunt Madge got up off the ground and went back inside the house, where a terrified Tiny was now hiding in the closet.
    â€œTiny, come out, sweetheart,” Aunt Madge said as she sat on the edge of her bed facing Tiny’s.
    Hearing the love and affection in Aunt Madge’s voice, Tiny poked out her head from the closet, her brows knitted in confusion. Tiny saw the warmth in Aunt Madge’s eyes and knew although she was disappointed in her, she wasn’t going to forsake her.
    Tiny quickly exited the closet and took a seat on the bed, facing Aunt Madge, her protruding stomach resting on her lap.
    â€œWho did this?” Aunt Madge asked as she pointed to Tiny’s stomach. “Who is the father?”
    Tiny’s eyes grew wide in fear. “I . . . I . . . I don’t know,” she lied.
    â€œWhat do you mean you ‘don’t know,’ Tiny?” Aunt Madge questioned. “Are you afraid of him?” she asked after seeing the fear in her niece’s eyes. “Did he threaten you or something?”
    Tiny whimpered softly, her eyes tightly closed, shaking her head from side to side. She folded under her lips and refused to say another word.
    Aunt Madge gave a big sigh. “I am not happy about this,” she began. “And quite frankly, I don’t even know how we are going to get through this. But I’m going to trust the Lord.” Tiny stared at her apologetically. “It will be hard, but God never makes a mistake.”
    Tiny jumped off her bed and ran across the room. She hugged her aunt, the only mother she knew. For the first time in months, Tiny began to have some hope.
    The next morning as Tiny stared down on her engorged tummy, she knew she could not go back to school. It was an era when pregnant girls were not allowed to stay in school, and Aunt Madge had forbid her to tie down her tummy because it was harmful to the baby. So Tiny stayed hidden at home, missing the last year of high school.
    Tiny had also stopped going to church. She did not have the heart to deal with the whispering, the pitiful stares, the tongue-lashing, and the nasty gossip. But most of all, she was scared to see Officer Gregg and ashamed to look at his wife. Tiny was aware that she was the talk of the small town. Aunt Madge was also being labeled as a bad mother, and this put Tiny in a deep depression.
    â€œMy niece, please don’t listen to what people say about you,” Aunt Madge told Tiny one morning before she left for the market. Aunt Madge was a small-time farmer who sold her yams, bananas, sweet potatoes, breadfruits, sweet corn, ackees, oranges, mangoes, and grapefruits at the market in town. “The only opinion that matters is the Lord’s.” Aunt Madge did everything to get Tiny out of the funk but to no avail. She cooked all her favorite dishes, but even her delicious meals tasted like cardboard to Tiny. She ate just enough for the baby’s sake, got very little sleep, and worked around the house from morning to dawn, pushing her swollen body into exhaustion.
    The nights ran into days and days into nights, until late one afternoon Tiny’s life was interrupted by the sharpest and worst pain she’d ever felt. “Woiee!” she screamed as another pain shook her body. “Lord, have mercy. Aunt Madge, I’m