away — and that I hadn’t given anyone away at all.
I had been robbed, and lied to, and sent home to grieve a child who was in a crib across town.
Noah, it turned out, had been raised by a woman named Bonnie and her husband — a kind, childless couple who had wanted a baby for years and were told, through a private arrangement, that they were adopting a twin his young mother “couldn’t manage to keep both of.”
Bonnie was not a villain. Bonnie had rocked that baby and
