“From what?”
Diane looked at me but didn’t answer.
I pulled the document closer.
There were details I hadn’t noticed in my kitchen.
I was scared.
A date I knew too well.
The maternity ward where Luke had been born.
And one line I couldn’t make sense of.
I recognized enough. “Where did this come from?”
“The original adoption file.”
There were details I hadn’t noticed in my kitchen.
“Is there more?”
Diane opened a folder. “Yes.”
I reached for it.
She stopped me. “Rachel, I think you need to get the rest from the hospital.”
“Why?”
One line I couldn’t make sense of.
“Because I don’t know what happened there.”
I looked at Luke, then Ben.
Neither of them spoke.
“Do you remember anything about that day?” Ben finally asked.
Something shifted in my memory.
You need to get the rest from the hospital.
