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
“Stop looking at me.”
I froze.
“Sorry.”
“Everyone says I look like Dad.”
“I know.”
“I’m not him.”
The sentence landed hard.
“No.”
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