His Other Family, Our Stolen Future

wo one-way tickets to Germany. The flight was long and miserable, with Leo coughing and crying in

se. The sun was shining, music was playing, an

not in front of our son, but in front of a little girl with blonde pigtails. He handed her

id, his voice full of warmth, "we'll use it to ge

ul, dressed in a bright summer dress that probably cost more than my monthl

I was on the verge of homelessness, ignited a cold, hard rage inside me.

up to them, hol

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his smile froze. Shock flicker

here?" he hissed, standing up and pull

ted. I have no money," I said, my voice flat and empty o

you dare come here and make a scene. Y

w family?" I shot b

ey. The army doesn't pay that much. You should have m

e visions had prepared m

r a doctor, Etha

id, turning his back on me. "You sho

k child standing there like strangers, the gian