My mother kept looking from her to me.
The cup in her hand slipped onto the carpet.
“Robert…” she whispered as my father came downstairs. “Who is this?”
My father walked toward her.
“Linda, I never wanted to hurt you. But today, the greatest miracle of our family’s life has happened.”
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Sophia began crying.
“I don’t know if I’m allowed to call you Mom…”
My mother covered her mouth with both hands.
Then she slowly approached her.
“Are you… are you my little Sophia?”
The girl nodded.
And my mother wrapped her arms around her so tightly that it seemed she was afraid her daughter would disappear again if she let go.
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The four of us cried for a long time.
Nobody slept that night.
Sophia told us stories about her childhood.
My mother showed her the baby photographs she had kept hidden in a box for eighteen years.