My 6-year-old nephew dragged his broken leg across seven blocks with his starving little sister clinging to his shirt
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Chapter 6 / 18
Chapter 6: Becoming a Family
The paperwork took months.
Background checks. Home studies. Legal hearings.
But Peter didn’t miss a single appointment.
He learned how to braid Lily’s hair.
He learned Drew needed the hallway light on to sleep.
He learned that “I’m fine” meant “please don’t leave.”
The day the judge signed the final papers, Lily climbed into Peter’s lap.
“Does this mean we stay?”
Peter swallowed hard.
“It means you’re home.”
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Drew didn’t say anything.
He just held Peter’s hand a little tighter.
