You know, it is every pregnant woman’s dream to carry her baby to term and be there to hear them cry when they arrive for the first time on planet earth. It was like that with Miss McKnight. She was once pregnant with triplets, but she was so excited and scared at the same time when she found out.

There were a lot of questions pacing through the corridors of Miss McKnight’s mind when she first found out she was pregnant, questions like how she was going to raise her three babies on her own because her fiancé had disappeared after they found out she was carrying triplets. But, in the midst of all that fear, there was also joy: the joy of motherhood and meeting her babies for the first time. She kept asking herself how they would look and their gender as well, mainly because she wanted it to be a surprise.

You know, days are not that hard to pass by, and soon enough, that time of the term arrived: giving birth time.

The first baby to arrive was a girl, and she was cute with dimples and a birth mark on her nose. She was also a combination of her mother and father. The second baby was a boy. He did not cry at birth, so Miss McKnight passed out worried that he was a still born. Then the third one, who Miss McKnight did not get the chance to meet at birth, was a girl, and she was born through a C – section.

Because there are cruel people in this world, when Miss McKnight finally came back to consciousness, she was told by a nurse that one of her little girls had died. She cried herself dehydrated at the thought of an innocent soul that never got a chance to pace round the earth dying. She also cried at the thought that the child never had a chance to tread the soil from which she was created.

“It’s done,” Sister Blake said.

“You mean you have our baby?” Mrs Maslany responded. “We’re going to be parents?”

“That’s exactly what I mean,” Sister Blake said. “You can come collect the baby tonight, and please bring my cash. All of it.”

“Ok,” Mrs Maslany said. “Thank you sister. Thank you for saving my marriage.”

“Meet me tonight by the back gate,” Sister Blake responded. “See you tonight Mrs Maslany.”

After finishing their conversation, Mrs Maslany and Sister Blake hung up. In Sepedi they say “LE GE O KA E BUELA MANGOPENG, MAGOKOBU A TLO GO BONA”, which only means what is done in the dark shall come back to light. Little did Sister Blake know that, during her call, there was someone in the next toilet, eavesdropping on her conversation with her partner in crime.

Time went by, and Miss McKnight was starting to heal from the wound of her lost child. She loved sharing the story of her triplets with her two babies, Tony and Cosima. She told them she was going to name the one who did not make it Sara because she thought she was fierce and strong, and they all laughed at the thought of a fierce new born.

“Mom, you keep saying Sara was the fierce one, but how do you know she was not going to be naïve and probably the weakest one of us all?” Cosima asked.

“She pushed through and became the first to be born,” Miss McKnight said. “Besides, I could see it in her eyes. She had fierce written all over her pretty little dimpled face.

“She had dimples?” Tony asked.

“Yeah she did,” Miss McKnight responded. “Those were the first things I saw when they let me see her for the first time. She was the cutest thing I had ever seen.”

“And then I came next,” Cosima said.

“No,” Miss McKnight responded. “The next to come was Tony. I thought he was a still born because he did not cry at birth. So I passed out thinking he had died, which only meant you could be dead too. But you weren’t. You came out alive and healthy. Only I was not there to hold you and welcome you.”

“I’m sorry that you lost a daughter and we lost a sister mommy,” Cosima said. “Who did she look like?”

“A lot like you,” Miss McKnight responded. “Only, she had your father’s dimples and you don’t.”

Tell us: Do you think Miss McKnight and her two children, Cosimo and Tony, will ever be reunited with Sara?