Emily’s voice.
“Mom, you have to find him.”
After Liam was born, my doctors were able to treat the mass on my kidney.
The treatment was successful.
Months later, during a follow-up appointment, my specialist reviewed my results and smiled.
“You were very fortunate.”
I nodded.
Then he added quietly,
“It’s possible your pregnancy saved your life.”
That night, I stood beside Liam’s crib and watched him sleep.
Thomas came up behind me.
“You know what’s strange?” he asked.
“What?”
“You haven’t talked about those dreams anymore.”
He was right.
Since Liam’s birth, I had not had a single one.
Not once.
I looked down at my son.
For months, I had believed Emily’s message meant that I needed to find this baby.
But suddenly, I understood it differently.
Maybe Liam was never the only thing I was meant to find.
Maybe the road that led me to him was also meant to reveal the danger that had been quietly hiding inside me for years.
