We Adopted a Little Girl – on Her 5th Birthday, Her Biological Mother Showed Up to Reveal a Shocking Truth About Her

She glanced up at him, then at me, then back down.

“Flowers,” she whispered.

I sat across from her. “They’re really pretty,” I said. “Do you like flowers?”

Tiny nod.

“Sunflowers.”

“Hi, Sophie,” I said. “I’m Megan. Can I sit with you?”

She shrugged and nudged the crayon closer to me.

It felt like a yes.

We saw her again the next week. And the next.

On the second visit, she marched over with a beat-up book.

“Can we read it with you?” Daniel asked.

She hesitated, then wedged herself between us on the little couch. She “read” the pictures; he did ridiculous voices.

She tried to hide her smile behind the cardboard pages.

In the fenced yard, she slipped her hand into his without looking up.

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