A New Beginning
The car ride to the city felt like stepping into another world. Minh sat between us, his eyes wide at the leather seats and tinted windows.
“Grandfather?” he whispered.
Mr. Lam smiled through tears. “Yes, grandson?”
“Did my dad really want me?”
“More than anything,” he said. “He was already designing your nursery. We’ve kept it just as he left it.”
He showed us a photo of a baby’s room untouched for ten years. Minh traced it with his fingers, awed.
I cried quietly beside him. For once, they were tears of peace.
