The Hospital Said a Little Boy Listed Me as His Emergency Contact — But I’m 32, Single… and I Don’t Have a Son

good hand. “She said not to open the letter unless I got scared.”

Maribel looked at me. “We haven’t opened it. We were waiting for a guardian.”

“I’m not his guardian.”

“No,” she said softly. “But right now, you’re the only adult he’ll talk to.”

Oliver held out the envelope. My name was written across the front in Rachel’s handwriting. Nora.

I sat beside continue reading …