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

One former coworker told Oliver:

“Your dad talked about his sister sometimes.”

Oliver later told me.

“What did he say?”

“He said you were smarter than him and annoying.”

“That sounds correct.”

“He said you always knew when he was lying.”

My chest tightened.