This time he didn’t try to touch me.

My son, Owen, was born in March, healthy, with lungs strong enough to wake the entire building.

Helen waited in the waiting room because I invited her.

Dana stayed with me through the delivery.

Vincent came afterward, with permission, and stayed only a few minutes.

Grant was notified of the birth through the channels agreed on with the attorney; the acknowledgment of paternity and financial responsibility followed their course.

When Owen turned four months old, the investigations into the transfers and Walter’s death were still open.