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”
Behind him, barely visible, are the two white rosebushes.
Nobody planned that.
They simply happened to be in frame.
That is how I like it.
Lily and Leo present in the history.
Not dominating Oliver’s life.
Not erased.
Not demanding anything.