i read in the newspaper about br a young woman raped br by an aquaintance; br she decided not to press charges, br she had his baby. i realized that person br was my sister. br the baby's name is Charity. br though she looks like her father, br Charity will never be ours. She will never br be Lillian's, or even Robert's. br she will always br be the fruit of something br beyond comprehension as a civilized world. br Charity belongs br to the nameless br overpowering br need.