we entered the hospital.
“Say hi to your great-grandpa,” I said, carefully settling her into the crook of his arm.
I expected him to cry.
I did not expect him to look terrified.
He stared down at Nora, and at first his whole face softened.
Then he tilted her toward the afternoon light.
His gaze moved from one mismatched eye to the other.
Then to the cleft in her chin.
The color vanished from his face.
“Grandpa?”
His hands began trembling around her.
“Emily. Who is her father?”
I gave
