Emre:
It's been a week since we moved out and settled into our little cabin in the woods. The change in lifestyle was a bit overwhelming for both my father and me, but my mother and Abigail seemed to be enjoying this new life more than our previous one.
"The baby is so cute," Abigail smiled, cradling the baby and strolling around the front yard. We had to be cautious about people spotting us with a baby. There had been news of a murder just a day ago, and with that incident, security had tightened as well.
"Why can't we give her a name?" I asked my mother as she sat down on the bench with me, observing Abigail taking care of the little baby girl.
"Because she is not ours to name," Mom had the same response every time I posed the question.
"Then why are we keeping her? I mean, don't ge
