They said we didn’t belong there. One minute, my grandson was giggling over whipped cream. The next, a stranger muttered, and a waitress quietly asked us to leave the café. I thought it was just cruelty until my boy pointed at her face… and everything I knew about our lives changed.
My daughter and her husband tried for a baby for almost a decade. Pills, specialists, procedures… everything short of giving up. Their house was quiet in that heavy sort of way, where even hope felt like it was holding its breath.
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