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”
Consequences.
Tantrums.
Bad moods.
He did not have to remain adorable enough to justify everyone surviving.
He was allowed to be an ordinary child.
PART 57 — CHLOE’S BAD DAY
Three years later, Chloe called me.
“I can’t stop thinking about Lily.”
No anniversary.
No obvious trigger.
