I Was Told My Newborn Had Died—Then My Eight-Year-Old Son Asked Why Daddy Had Paid Aunt Rachel to Take the Crying Bundle
“Is he in trouble?”
“The police are looking into what happened.
You don’t have to decide that.”
He looked at the puppy.
“Can I still miss him?”
I had to swallow before answering.
“Yes.”
His face loosened.
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