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…
not the moment for me to drag my personal grief into your room.”
I looked down at the soft, warm weight resting against my collarbone. My baby was blinking sluggishly, completely oblivious to the fact that his mere existence had just kicked open a locked vault in a stranger’s past.