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
He took out the lunch money and put it in his school bag.
Then he carried the jar back to his room.
The baby made a small sound from the safe place where I had settled her nearby.
I went to her.
There were still interviews ahead.
Questions about money.
Questions about false papers and the people who used them.
Decisions prosecutors and courts would make from the evidence they developed.