The Apostate has a dream:
I had a dream that helped me - after years of befuddlement - suddenly understand the allure of parenthood.
The first time I read that I laughed. Now after excerpting it, I see how truly sad that is.
I started wondering about the baby, thinking of it as a person, wondering what it would be like. Aborting it seemed like ending the possibility of a wonderful person.
Wow. The Apostate has a heart!
... Or maybe not:
Shockingly, infanticide doesn’t horrify me. Babies are less recognizably human than cats.
There are no words.