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Chapter 3

I was taken to the home of one of the nurses. The search went out for my parents. The press camped out for several weeks hoping for a photo of me. I was kept inside. I watched TV. I ate. The nurse lady, a woman named Joan, sat with me throughout. She started to teach me her language, dressed me in clothes, cut my hair and brushed my teeth and showed me where to shit and pee. Turns out, the corner of the living room wasn’t the best place for either. Go figure.

Time went by. My parents were never found. I learned English at a rapid rate—superhero, remember? The press stopped dropping by. The pokers and prodders stopped poking and prodding. Joan and her husband, Brett, didn’t have any children. Fate, yet again.

I called my new mommy Maude, for a time. She never understood why. I could never explain why. It just felt right, comforting.