AT 68, GRIEVING THE HUSBAND AND DAUGHTER I LOST IN A CAR ACCIDENT, I ADOPTED A 3-YEAR-OLD GIRL FIVE FAMILIES HAD TURNED DOWN. MONTHS LATER MY LAWYER CALLED ME IN, HANDS SHAKING, AND HANDED ME THE FILE THOSE FAMILIES HAD SEEN AND I NEVER HAD. ON THE THIRD PAGE WAS A BIRTH CERTIFICATE — AND THE NAME OF THE MOTHER MADE ME UNDERSTAND THAT MY HEART HADN’T FOUND ME A STRANGER’S CHILD AT ALL.
I lost my whole family in one phone call three years ago.
Then I walked into a group home and fell in love with a little girl nobody would keep.
I thought I was rescuing an orphan.
It turned out I was bringing my own bl*od back home, and I didn’t even know it.
Chapter 1: The Church After the Accident
My name is Lois Barron, and three years ago a state trooper knocked on my door and took the whole center of my life in two sentences.
