I Carried a Baby for My Twin Brother. When He Saw His Newborn Daughter, He Said He Could Not Take Her Home
After she left, Mason brought me the giraffe.
Its neck was bent because he’d carried it around for three days.
“Can we go visit Uncle Lucas?” he asked.
I sat down at the kitchen table.
“Not today, sweetheart.”
“Is he sad?”
“I think he is.”
“But the baby came.
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