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”

I reached one arm toward him.

The three of us cried.

Oliver slept through all of it.

Good.

He had enough adult meaning assigned to him already.

PART 18 — MARISSA

I asked:

“Can I meet her?”

Chloe knew immediately who I meant.

“Marissa?”