After delivering a baby for a lonely mother, the doctor looked at the newborn’s face and dropped his instruments in shock. He stared into the baby’s distinct amber eyes and whispered, “where is the woman who brought you here?” The mother pointed to her bag, revealing an old photograph that solved a twenty-year-old mystery…

the indignity of learning how to change a squirming baby’s diaper, failing spectacularly at first before mastering the art. When I finally felt stable enough to return to Rosie’s Diner for part-time morning shifts—the owner kindly allowing me to set up a playpen in the back office—Robert became our dedicated chauffeur to pediatric appointments.

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