I Had a Baby at 17 – My Parents Took Him Away, and 21 Years Later, My New Neighbor Looked Just Like Him

sat by the window, flipping through a magazine as though she were waiting for an appointment, not sitting beside her daughter who had just lost a child.

“Where is he?” I asked.

She turned a page. “You need to move forward.”

The words landed like something solid, something final.

I asked if there would be a funeral.

“There is nothing for you to do here,” continue reading …