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 timer on what he was willing to do next.

“Sorry isn’t a plan, Logan,” I said flatly.

Logan opened his eyes, nodding slowly. “You’re right.”

He ran a shaking hand through his unkempt hair. “I’m currently staying at the Riverbend Motel out on Route 9. Room 18. I… I came back to town because I heard through the grapevine my dad was still chief of maternity continue reading …