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just last week. She took Noah without permission this evening, and I’ve been worried sick ever since.”
The Hospital Called—A Little Boy Listed Me as His Emergency Contact. I Laughed: “Impossible, I’m 32, Single, and Don’t Have a Son.”
He was painting a picture that would make him look like the concerned father and Megan look like a dangerous, delusional threat—burying the truth before it even had a chance to be spoken.
