It had been a pretty calm flight, and I had just seen off the last passenger when... A loud baby's cry echoed from another part of the plane. At first, I thought it was just my tired imagination. But then the cry came again, even louder!
My heart skipped a beat as I rushed over there. But when I finally got there, I nearly fainted at the sight. A baby, all alone, crying his little heart out — it broke mine into pieces.
"Where's your mama, sweetheart?" I whispered, reaching out to him, when I noticed a note carefully folded in thirds. I couldn't help myself — I opened it, and my eyes widened as I read:
"Don't waste your time looking for me if you find this note. I couldn't provide a good life for him. Please accept and love him as your own. I'd be grateful if you named him Matthew Harris, the name I chose for him. Thank you."👇
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