I Raised My Brother’s Triplet Daughters for 22 Years—At Their College Graduation, They Called Their Father’s Name and I Fell to My Knees

Denise looked at me.

“Do you want to be considered as a temporary kinship placement?”

“Yes.”

The word came out before my brain caught up.

She glanced around my apartment.

One bedroom.

No crib.

Exposed radiator.