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…

Then, I typed my response.

Keep proving it.

Less than a minute later, the screen lit up again.

I will.

I locked the phone, set it face down, and gently stroked my son’s messy hair.

There was a dark, desperate era of my life where I was utterly convinced Noah’s origin story would forever be defined by the trauma of abandonment. I had waddled into Mercy Creek continue reading …