I Came Home With a Prosthetic Leg and Found My Newborn Twins Abandoned. Three Years Later, a Document Led Me to My Ex-Wife’s Door

“What’s the other part?”

I brushed a strand of hair from her face.

“Because I got to come home to you.”

She smiled, satisfied, and turned toward her pillow.

Katie was already asleep with one hand curled around a stuffed rabbit.

I went downstairs and found my mother standing beside the photograph of the four of us on the nursery floor.