The Door Stayed Unlocked: A Father, Three Silent Years, and One Baby

come from loss alone.

It comes from realizing you can love someone and still not recognize who they became.

I cleared my throat.

“Do you want coffee?” I asked.

He stood back up. “Yeah. If that’s… if that’s okay.”

Everything in me wanted to say, You don’t get to ask what’s okay anymore.

But I looked at the carrier again.

Luke didn’t ask for any of this.

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