“I can give him everything now — schools, a big house, opportunities.”Before I could answer, Ethan appeared. “You’re my birth mom, aren’t you?” “Yes,” she said gently. “Come with me.” Ethan shook his head. “Home? This is my home. You don’t know me. You weren’t there when I broke my arm, or when I won my first trophy. They were. Family isn’t blood — it’s love. And I already have one.”
