I stared at the words.

The document was twelve pages long.

It laid out a complete and permanent surrender of my rights as a mother.

It named Hannah Lawson as the relinquishing party.

It listed my military service as the main reason I could no longer provide a stable home for a child.

I took out the second folder.

This one held a single sheet of printer paper.

At the top, someone had typed Transition Timeline.