After 13 Days in the NICU, I Took My Newborn Daughter to Meet Grandpa—One Look at Her Eyes Made Him Whisper, “This Can’t Be Possible”
Messy.
I sat again.
Nora slept against my chest.
“I need to understand something.”
“Okay.”
“Did Caleb ever hurt Mom?”
“No.”
“Did he do anything to me?”
