of fury.”
“And I held you against my chest,” Mike said. “And I started humming. I don’t even know why. It was a song my mom used to sing to me. You Are My Sunshine.” TrackPregnancy
His voice faltered.
“And you stopped crying,” he said. “Just like that. You looked up at me with those gray-green eyes. And you grabbed my thumb.”
“I didn’t care whose blood you had,” Mike said. “Not for one second. You grabbed my thumb, and you were mine.”
He gently squeezed Luke’s hand.
“I taught
