She stared at me.
“The whole truth.”
Slowly, she picked up her phone.
“Will you stay while I call?”
“Yes.”
I sat beside her while she contacted the hospital.
When the call ended, Mia stood and grabbed her bag.
“They said they’ll help me sort everything out tomorrow.”
Then she looked straight at me.
“Take me to my daughter.”
When we pulled into my driveway, Sophie was standing at the window holding the baby.
She rushed to the front door.
Then she froze.
“Mom?”
I stepped aside.
Mia stood behind
