I Adopted a Homeless Woman’s 4-Year-Old Son – 14 Years Later, My Husband Revealed What the Boy Was ‘Hiding’

He nodded once.

“When’s Mama coming?”

I couldn’t answer.

Marisol never came back. She was gone before the ambulance arrived.

Child services arrived within hours.

We sat down together, trying to remember if Marisol ever mentioned family or friends, but there was no one… just a little boy with serious eyes and a broken toy truck.

He would have to go into foster care.

When they explained to Noah, he wrapped himself around my leg.

“Please don’t make me sleep with strangers,” he said quietly.

Something broke open in me right then.

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