The Forgotten Tablet in a Nashville Bedroom That Saved Two Abandoned Children
Henderson slid the affidavit into a manila envelope and sealed it.
“The hospital’s legal office will notarize it before five.
Your lawyer will have it tonight.”
I took the envelope.
“Thank you, Doctor.”
Elsie stuck out one foot.
“My socks don’t match,” she said.
“So I see,” I said.