
I Adopted a Baby Left at the Fire Station, 5 Years Later, a Woman Knocked on My Door And Said, You Have to Give My Child Back
It was a stormy night at Fire Station #14—the kind where wind rattled the windows and silence settled heavy between emergency calls. I was midway through my shift, sharing coffee and conversation with my partner Joe, when we heard something unusual: a faint cry just beyond the bay doors. We stepped outside into the cold…