The hospital called and said a little boy had listed me as his emergency c0ntact. I laughed nervously and said, “That’s impossible. I’m 32, single, and I don’t have a son.”
The call came at 11:38 on a Tuesday night. I almost ignored it. I was standing barefoot in my kitchen in Portland, exhausted, staring at a bowl of stale cereal …
The hospital called and said a little boy had listed me as his emergency c0ntact. I laughed nervously and said, “That’s impossible. I’m 32, single, and I don’t have a son.” Read More