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My chest tightened.
“I was adopted when I was three days old,” he continued, more quietly now. “My parents told me my birth mother left me with this blanket and a note.”
My heart pounded so hard it hurt.
“What did the note say?” I asked.
He hesitated, then answered, “It said, ‘Tell him he was loved.’”
The world narrowed to a single, impossible point.
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