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upstairs to fold laundry like nothing happened.”
At the hospital, they checked him over. A nurse smiled gently as I stood beside the bassinet.
“Somebody wanted him found,” she said. “He’s a loved little boy, no matter how he came to you.”
My phone buzzed.
Mark.
“Come home. Don’t make this personal.”
I stared at the message, then typed back, “A baby was left continue reading …
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