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…

wore a crisp, clean button-down shirt. When I unzipped the carrier and placed a babbling Noah onto the brightly colored foam play mat, I noticed Logan’s hands were visibly vibrating.

I didn’t hand the baby to him. I sat back on a plastic chair. “He currently favors the blue plastic rattle,” I stated monotonously.

Logan swallowed hard and nodded.

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