She didn’t introduce herself. Instead, she immediately asked:
“Good morning. Are you the man who adopted four siblings?”
I gave a small nod.
She cleared her throat and continued:
“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.”
She handed me a stack of papers.
My hands trembled as I read them.
For a moment, I forgot how to breathe when I found out WHO their parents really were.
