I Found Two Babies in a Cardboard Box on Route 66—Then Their Missing Mother’s Warning Named the Man Asking to Take Them Home
“Caleb?”
She nodded.
“He knew that address.”
“Why leave the rest?”
“Because I knew you would need to know who they belonged to.”
The remaining letters, Mar, had been part of her name.
What she removed had been identifying information she feared Caleb might use to find her contacts.
We recorded that distinction carefully.