have the time for one more son

He'd just hold her like he always did, through the good days and the bad he'd hold her close and tell her it was going to be alright despite how he was feeling. She'd take a deep breath at his words, sipping them like a fresh drink of water. He was so sweet and tried so hard for her, all she was able to repay him with was tears and her broken heart. (which he had repaired more than a few times now.) She wished that he could just bring their children home too, but despite all their trying Illie and Current were gone. "I'd die if I didn't have you," Her words were a barely audible whisper as sightless eyes tried to find his gaze. She felt like she'd failed her daughters, she'd been unable to keep them safe like a good mother was supposed to.

Before the thought had fully developed in her mind they were out of her lips like a bomb about to burst. "Should we even have more?" The possibility of more litters had always been in the back of her mind, but after Illie and Current she'd mostly given up hope of them. They'd been given one chance and they'd failed, did they deserve a second?