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
“Can I go in?”
The supervisor checked the approved visit arrangements and nodded.
Inside, Mara stood beside the girl first.
She waited while the nurse explained what she could do and how to support the baby safely.
She listened with the concentration of someone trying not to miss a word.
When the girl’s fingers closed around hers, Mara looked down and stayed very still.
I remembered the same movement in the cruiser.