My Granddaughter Returned a Diamond Ring at Target. The Next Morning, Her Mother’s Secret Family Came to Our Door.

“I should have called first,” she said.

“Yes.

You should have.”

She looked down, then told me Brandon had hired the investigator because the search for Paige had gone nowhere.

Once he found the guardianship record, Natalie visited our street, sat in her parked car, and watched Harper skipping toward the school bus with a lunchbox shaped like a strawberry.

She had seen me adjust Harper’s coat and kiss the top of her head before sending her off.

“Seeing her made it real,” Natalie whispered.