boys eventually ended up crying.
I stared between them.
“How is this possible?”
The principal folded her hands.
“We’re waiting for Stefan’s parent. Once she arrives, I think things will make more sense.”
The door opened behind me.
I turned.
My younger sister Beth walked in.
I hadn’t spoken to Beth since shortly after Cole was born.
Mark had told me that being around my baby was too painful for her because she had learned she couldn’t have children herself.
I had called.
I had emailed.
I had left voicemail
