Twin Babies Arrived Wrapped in My Missing Son’s Green Coat—Then His Letter Asked for a Place in My Life Again
“At work.”
“Two and a half years ago?”
“Yes.”
He had been building an ordinary life elsewhere.
A job, a relationship, another telephone, another place to sleep.
Meanwhile, I had been living beside the empty space in his room.
I stood and moved toward him.
He looked up, uncertain.
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