When I Was Four, My Mother Left Me Alone in a Church—Twenty Years Later She Returned Crying, “We Need You”

Carefully.

Not:

Cured forever.

Families living with leukemia learn not to demand language doctors cannot promise.

PART 61 — HER FIRST BIRTHDAY AFTER TRANSPLANT

Leo invited me.

I almost declined.

Then Hannah called.

Not my mother.

Not my father.