He Carried Both My Kids Out Of The Fl00d—But Refused To Tell Me His Name
One ordinary evening, I stood at the kitchen sink, the warm light glowing above me. Dishes clinked gently in the water, and laughter echoed from the living room where Liam and Nora played, their joy filling the house. It felt peaceful—safe. Then, in the span of moments, everything changed. At first, I noticed a faint…