She pressed her infant to her bosom with so convulsive a force that the poor babe uttered another cry of pain. But the mother did not seem to hear it.
Hester is many things — a good mother is not one of them! She is the center of her own attention, she hardly lives for her child as she should
Her child, after all, is her living, breathing scarlett letter — symbolic of her sin
This child will need years of therapy in no less than 18 years to come
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