After about 10 minutes, there was more movement in the girl’s room, and what he saw now made his jaw drop. The mother had returned, and she was carrying a small child, a girl of no more than 5 or 6 years old, a girl with deep red hair. The child was wearing a pink tee shirt, and to his astonishment, a thick disposable diaper. Where had she come from? He thought. Where was the girl?
The mother and child disappeared beyond the window frame, out of his view. A moment later the mother walked past the window alone. “Sleep well baby girl” he heard the mother say as she walked out of the room and turned off the light.