“I always wondered what happened to my other precious boy. Not a day went by that I didn’t think of him and pray he was okay,” Mrs. Garcia said, her voice thick with emotion.
Lena’s heart ached for her. She hesitated before asking, “Do you think…do you think Nathan knows he was adopted?” Mrs. Garcia shook her head. “I don’t know, dear. But now that we’ve found him, I’d like to try to reconnect, if he’s open to it.”