I Took In a Baby Left at the Fire Station and After Five Years a Woman Showed Up Demanding I Return What She Called Her Child
Five years ago, I was working a night shift at Fire Station 14 when everything changed. The wind outside was fierce, rattling the windows as I nursed a lukewarm cup of coffee. My partner Joe walked in, wearing his usual sarcastic grin. “You’re gonna end up with ulcers drinking that sludge,” he muttered, eyeing my … Read more