
Of Course, the Son I Raised Is My Own Flesh and Blood
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Summary
After my son Noah and I returned home from an overseas inspection of a medical cooperation project, we froze.
A huge crowd had gathered. Even the distant relatives we normally never saw had all shown up.
Anyone who didn’t know better would have thought the Carter family was holding a full-blown family reunion.
The person who stood out the most was Ryan Brooks, sitting in the middle of the couch with red-rimmed eyes.
Evelyn Carter, my “wonderful wife” who was hardly ever home, was holding him in her arms with a tender, heartbroken expression and soothing him softly.





