Twin Babies Arrived Wrapped in My Missing Son’s Green Coat—Then His Letter Asked for a Place in My Life Again

“You should.”

“I was going to ask you that.”

She smiled faintly.

We made toast.

She ate standing for a minute, then sat when I pulled out a chair.

The babies rested safely where she could see them.

The letter lay beside my plate.

I reached toward the repaired coat.