My Grandfather Asked Why I Was Walking With My Baby

my face.

“For what?”

“For not seeing sooner.”

I looked at Noah sleeping in the crib.

“They made sure nobody saw.”

That night, I slept for almost six hours, the longest stretch since Noah was born.

The next morning, my phone looked like a war zone.

Missed calls from Mom.

Missed calls from Dad.

Missed calls from Lauren.

Voicemails.

Texts.

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