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

No instant family reunion.

She sat at our dining table with Oliver beside her and asked him simple questions.

“Did your dad give you the watch?”

“Yes.”

“When?”

“Before he went to the hospital the last time.”

“Did he tell you to show it to anyone?”

“He said there was a name inside.”