voice got smaller.
“I didn’t believe all of it. I mean, I knew some part was crooked. But I also knew if he’d wanted to keep me from you, he could’ve. He told me he chose you because he knew you’d be a good mother. That you didn’t know any of it.”
That landed.
Because it was true.
I hadn’t known. I had walked into that adoption office in a cream blouse continue reading …
