My Mom Called Asking When I Was Coming Back for the Baby Until I Realized Mine Was Already With Me

my mother warmed formula from her own pantry, the unopened kind she kept for Lily’s visits, I called 911. I answered questions in fragments. Unknown infant. Left inside residence. Possible impersonation. Hospital band. Connection to former spouse. The baby appeared physically unharmed. Yes, we were safe.

I hesitated on that last answer.

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