My Family Told Me Not to Show Up to the Baby Shower—So I Sent a Helicopter Instead

after her brilliant aunt.”

I stared at that middle name—Claire—and felt something shift in my chest.

“She’s beautiful. Congratulations, Amber.”

“Will you come meet her? We’d love to introduce you to your niece.”

I looked out at the Mediterranean, then back at my phone.

“I’ll be there next week. Save me some baby snuggles.”

Because that’s what aunts did. continue reading …