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…

discharged me. A light, dusty snow had begun to fall, coating the hospital parking lot in a deceptive, pristine white. I sat in the mandatory wheelchair, the bulky plastic car seat resting heavily on my lap with Noah asleep inside, trying to calculate how long I could keep up the charade of having my life together.

The room I had rented was a drafty continue reading …