The woman didn’t immediately answer my question. Instead, she pulled a stack of papers from her briefcase.
“I know we haven’t met, but I knew the biological parents of these children. Before they died, they left their final request, and I have to give this to you.”
My heart pounded as she handed me the papers.
With trembling hands, I began to read.
The words blurred as I realized who their parents really were.
I felt the air leave my lungs, and for a moment, I forgot how to breathe.
