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

help was not coming. Then he had taken the baby and left.

And brought her here.

To the one place where he had calculated that softness still lived.

He had dressed Ava in Lily’s clothes, which he had once seen in a photograph and which were the right size because he had kept enough awareness of his own daughter to know her age if not to show up for it.continue reading …