I Adopted a Little Girl No One Wanted Because She Had Cancer – A Month Later a Limo Pulled up Outside My House

I drove to the children’s shelter on the outskirts of town, my hands shaking on the steering wheel the entire way.

The building was older, painted a cheerful yellow that felt too bright for the sadness it held. Inside, it smelled like crayons and cleaning supplies. Children’s voices echoed down hallways, soft and musical.

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