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
Grow.
Change names or don’t.
Go to school.
Come back.
Leave again.
Home should not be the place that prevents departure.
It should be the place departure does not erase.
David spent years believing he had waited too long to come back.
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