One Month After Adopting a 4-Year-Old Girl, My Wife Demanded, ‘We Should Give Her Back’
The Promise The waiting room was painted a soft shade of blue, the kind meant to calm nerves. It wasn’t working. My leg bounced uncontrollably as I checked my watch for the fifth time in as many minutes. Beside me, Hannah squeezed my hand, her grip painfully tight. “Daniel, relax,” she whispered. “You’re making me…