Twin Babies Arrived Wrapped in My Missing Son’s Green Coat—Then His Letter Asked for a Place in My Life Again
The third had been written after she became pregnant.
“Three letters,” I said.
“And you never sent one?”
“I was afraid of your answer.”
I opened the third.
He had written about hearing the babies’ heartbeats.
About finding out there were two.
About standing beside Maya and not knowing whether to laugh or cry.