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

“I didn’t.”

He looked down at his hands.

Then he repeated the sentence I had rehearsed in my mind for three years.

“If you walk away from this, don’t expect me to fix everything for you.”

I closed my eyes for a moment.

“I thought you meant I couldn’t come home,” he said.

“I meant the education decision.

I was angry.