While I Was in the Hospital, My Parents Told My 6-Year-Old Adopted Daughter She Was Being Sent Back to the Orphanage—They Never Expected What Happened Next

still cries about you.”

“Mom can call a therapist.”

“She misses you.”

“She misses control.”

Madison stared at me.

Then she finally said exactly what she meant.

“You really picked her over us.”

I pictured Lily hiding crackers beneath her pillow.

I remembered her asking whether she could sleep in the garage.

I remembered her standing on the stairs while Daniel continue reading …