I took in a baby who had been abandoned at the fire station—and five years later, a woman appeared at my door insisting, “You have to return my child.”
I adopted a baby who had been abandoned at the fire station—and five years later, a woman appeared at my door insisting, “You have to give my child back.” I still remember that frigid night at the fire station when I discovered him: a tiny infant, wrapped in a worn blanket and placed in a…