Man Finds Baby In A Subway Station, Beautiful Story Ensues
I don’t want to give the whole story away because part of the beauty of it is how it unfolds. The story begins with a frantic phone call from the author’s partner:
”I found a baby!” he shouted. ”I called 911, but I don’t think they believed me. No one’s coming. I don’t want to leave the baby alone. Get down here and flag down a police car or something.” By nature Danny is a remarkably calm person, so when I felt his heart pounding through the phone line, I knew I had to run.
Being a New Yorker, I can’t imagine finding a baby in a subway station, attempting to alert authorities, and having them not believe me. “The baby, who had been left on the ground in a corner behind the turnstiles, was light-brown skinned and quiet, probably about a day old, wrapped in an oversize black sweatshirt.” A day old. Unbelievable.
The story takes a sort of fairy tale turn when the judge in family court asks the man who found the baby if he is interested in adopting him.:
The question stunned everyone in the courtroom, everyone except for Danny, who answered, simply, ”Yes.”
”But I know it’s not that easy,” he said.
”Well, it can be,” assured the judge before barking out orders to commence with making him and, by extension, me, parents-to-be.
I know, I know. It’s a little unbelievable and naturally questions pop into your mind; How could a judge just “offer up” a child for adoption? What if this man was a sociopath? What about all the time it usually takes for parents to adopt? How can someone who “finds” a baby seemingly bypass jumping through all the hoops that adoptive parents have to endure?
The answer is, I don’t know. But in a world filled with bad news and pain, it’s nice to believe in a judge’s superhuman intuition and read about a happy ending.
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