Tammy Ruiz Ziegler

The baby who would soon die arrived at 34 weeks, eyes shut, squawking. Her father cut the umbilical cord with a pair of silver scissors. A priest in blue scrubs sprinkled holy water on her forehead. A photographer circled the delivery room, capturing her last moments.

The baby who would soon die arrived at 34 weeks, eyes shut, squawking. Her father cut the umbilical cord with a pair of silver scissors. A priest in blue scrubs sprinkled holy water on her forehead. A photographer circled the delivery room, capturing her last moments.