“Lucas, Mom and Dad have been talking to someone from that old adoption agency.

I heard Dad say the word ‘archive’ yesterday, and Mom said a person named Nora had called.

I thought it was about a donation.”

The agency director had been named Nora Whitcomb.

I remembered meeting her at the placement celebration, when cameras followed us through the agency’s garden and my parents presented a large check.

She had smiled broadly while holding Chloe’s tiny hand.

I thanked Brooke, then called Sandra.