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

The conversation with Douglas.

I gave what I could remember and distinguished exact records from estimates.

When I did not know the time, I said so.

The investigator taking my statement did not appear disappointed by that answer.

He looked more interested in whether I could explain where each detail came from.

That helped me stop trying to sound stronger than I felt.

I was recovering from surgery.

I had barely slept.