But when they realized the so-called disturbance was just a hungry baby, one officer gently took Amy, soothed her, and fed her himself. Then, with a grin, he ordered three coffees and three slices of pie for our table. The manager stormed off, humiliated. A few days later, my cousin called, shouting that I was in the newspaper. The young officer’s sister — a journalist — had written about the incident.
