At 17, I Was Forced To Give Up My Baby — 21 Years Later, The New Neighbor Next Door Looked Exactly Like The Child I Lost

He ran his thumb over one of the yellow birds.

Then he said, almost to himself, “All my life, I wondered who made it.”

I wanted to reach for him, but I didn’t. I had no right to move too fast.

So I just said, “I made the birds yellow because I had this stupid idea that bright things would make you less scared of storms.”

He blinked. “I still continue reading …