We Moved In with My Husband’s Grandmother to Care for Her – Before She Died, She Told Me About a Buried Chest That Would Reveal the Truth About Him

“And… to our daughters.”

“My birth mother left me, Layla. I was two years old.

She wrote a note to the babysitter and disappeared. She left the note on the fridge for the sitter to find after she walked out the front door.”

“A note?” My breath caught.

“Yes,” my husband said, nodding. “Eleanor protected me from the woman who told my babysitter to drop me off at social services.

She said she couldn’t do it anymore. She didn’t leave a phone number. And there was no goodbye.”

“Emergency guardianship.

She showed up when she was called, she took me home, and adopted me a few months later. And then raised me.”

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