A week later, I handed in my notice. The day I came home, Joshua hugged me so tightly I thought he’d never let go.
We spent nights on the couch, filling out forms and prepping for home studies. Joshua was relentless and laser-focused.
One night, Joshua found their profile.
“Four-year-old twins, Matthew and William. Don’t they look like they belong here?”
“They look scared,” I said.
He squeezed my hand. “Maybe we could be enough for them.”
“I want to try.”
He emailed the agency that night.
“They look scared.”