But the photograph contained an even bigger shock.S. The woman was holding a newborn baby wrapped in Claire’s unmistakable coming-home blanket. On the back, someone had written, “Forgive me, Rose. She can’t know.”Suddenly, the tattoo, photograph, and our daughter seemed connected.
I found a phone number beside the name Rose and called it. An older woman answered. She seemed to know this day would eventually come. She invited me to a diner, where she promised to explain everything. Nervous and confused, I went to meet her.
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Rose revealed that she had worked as a NICU nurse when Richard visited the hospital years earlier.
