When the Eight-Year-Old Boy We Were Adopting Came Home With Everything He Owned in a Black Bag—Then My Missing Brother’s Watch Fell Onto His Bed
Oliver’s legal surname was Reed.
Sarah had been Reed too after marriage.
That name connected him to both deceased parents and the life he remembered.
Why erase it?
He stayed Oliver Reed.
At eighteen, if he wanted Mercer?
His choice.
At ten he said: