My Mother and Aunt Locked Themselves in a Room Every Week. One Day, I Overheard Them Say, ‘This Time, We’ll Switch the Girls One by One…’”

Clara replied:

“You said the same thing about the first one. Look how well that turned out.”

“But what if her mother finds out?”

“She won’t. As long as the children don’t tell anyone.”

I stopped dead in my tracks. My heart began pounding. What children? What were they doing with these little girls?

That evening, I confronted my mother.Track Pregnancy

“Mom, what have you been hiding from me lately?”

She looked surprised.

“Nothing, sweetheart.”

“Then why do you and Clara always lock the door?”