Twelve Months Later, Ethan Came Back With a Sleeping Newborn and a Broken Suitcase
“You have no assets.
You have no transportation.
You have a hungry infant and no cash.”
I stepped out onto the damp concrete of the porch.
The cold air hit my face instantly.
“We’re going for a walk,” I said.
I reached back and took hold of the brass handle.
I didn’t look at him one last time.