I Had Barely Finished Holding My Son’s Newborn Baby When a Nurse Pulled Me Aside and Whispered, “That Isn’t the Child He Left With”
That sentence became part of why she feared telling me.
I defended myself.
“That’s not the same as saying I think it’s wrong.”
She answered:
“I know.”
Then:
“But when you’re already scared, you collect sentences.”
Fair.