An Unexpected Scene
I only meant to drop off a bag of clothes at my friend Nadira’s house.
But when I pulled up, there was a patrol car parked out front—and the door was wide open.
At first, I thought someone might be hurt.
Then I saw him.
A baby stood wobbling in the middle of the kitchen, dressed in striped pajamas and clutching a stuffed bunny.
A police officer crouched down and asked softly,
“Where’s your mom, little guy?”
The silence that followed was heavy.
No cry. No sound. Just the baby staring up with calm, curious eyes.
