I finally got to meet my son’s newborn—then a nurse leaned in and whispered, “That’s not the baby he left with.”

said that wasn’t the baby you left with.”

He missed a breath. Just one.

Then he laughed. “What? Mom, she must’ve been confused.”

“Maybe.”

“Definitely,” he said. “Hospitals are chaos.”

I turned toward the window. “Then why do you sound scared?”

He didn’t answer for several seconds.

Finally he said, “I’m just tired.”

It was a lie. I knew it then.

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