PART 7 — THE SECOND LETTER The photograph trembled between my fingers. Teagan stood outside the hospital with one hand resting beneath her pregnant stomach. Her hair was tied back. Her face looked thinner than I remembered. The young man beside her appeared several years older. He wore a dark jacket and held an envelope with my name written across the front………
Behind them, near the hospital entrance, stood Trudy. She was watching everything. Lucas moved closer. “Who is that man?” “I don’t know.” “Is he my real father?” His father flinched. …
PART 7 — THE SECOND LETTER The photograph trembled between my fingers. Teagan stood outside the hospital with one hand resting beneath her pregnant stomach. Her hair was tied back. Her face looked thinner than I remembered. The young man beside her appeared several years older. He wore a dark jacket and held an envelope with my name written across the front……… Read More