My husband and I spent 12 years

« Are you leaving? »

« Just going to the sink, sweetheart. »

She held on until I sat again.

I looked at Reid.

He was already crying.

We hadn’t said a word to each other, but we both knew.

She was ours.

We knew earning her trust would take time.

We just didn’t expect everyone else to make it harder.

« That child already can’t see, » my sister said. « Now you want her explaining why she has two dads? Hasn’t she been through enough? »