We Thought Our Mother Abandoned Us—Until I Heard My Adoptive Mom Say, “Everything Went According to Plan”

and soften.

Maybe because even after all those years, I still thought adoption meant something sacred.

So after work, I stopped by the small bakery near my office and bought a vanilla cake with white frosting and strawberries on top. It was the kind Dad used to buy for her.

As I drove to Clara’s house, I told myself not to expect anything.

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