The Photograph That Led Me to My Twins—and the Letters My Mother Hid for Three Years
Whatever happened to the ledger, the children still needed lunch packed tomorrow.
PART 8: THE FIRST REAL INTRODUCTION
It was Savannah who proposed that I meet Maya and Caleb.
She did so after several conversations with a family counselor, and only after explaining that the meeting would be short and could end whenever the children wanted.
“No surprises,” she said on the phone.
“No bodyguards in the driveway.
And don’t tell them you’re their father.
We’re working toward that conversation carefully.”
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