Twin Babies Arrived Wrapped in My Missing Son’s Green Coat—Then His Letter Asked for a Place in My Life Again
It was not perfect, but neither had my house been when Julian was small.
“I used to put off dishes until you slept,” I told him.
“Did you ever sleep?”
“Enough to remember that I wanted more.”
He laughed.
The joke was ordinary.
I enjoyed it without requiring it to mean we were healed.
As the weeks passed, the practical arrangements held often enough that I began to relax inside them.
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