When Maria Thompson stepped into the nursery of the Harrington estate in Upper Brookline, the first thing that struck her wasn’t the wealth.
It was the sound.
A thin, broken cry—ragged, exhausted, as if the baby had been begging for help for so long his body was giving up.
The room looked like a luxury catalog spread: ivory walls, a designer chandelier, a handcrafted European crib that probably cost more than Maria earned in several months as a pediatric nurse at Boston Children’s Hospital. But in the center of it all, Oliver Harrington, four months old, lay trembling with fatigue.
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