When I Was Four, My Mother Left Me Alone in a Church—Twenty Years Later She Returned Crying, “We Need You”
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Chapter 15 / 34
Chapter 15 - “A BETTER LIFE”
My mother reached toward me again.
“We wanted you to have a better life.”
I stepped back.
“You did not place me for adoption.”
“Nora.”
“You did not speak with a social worker.”
“We were scared.”
“You did not leave medical information.”
“We panicked.”
“You left me on furniture.”
She flinched.
I continued.
“Then drove away.”
My father snapped:
“We were drowning.”
“And apparently I was ballast.”
Leo closed his eyes.
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My mother began crying again.
For the first time, the tears did not move me at all.
