Five Years After I Adopted a Baby Left at My Fire Station, a Woman Appeared at My Door Demanding Him Back It was a stormy night at Fire Station #14, the kind where the wind howls and silence feels heavier than sound. My partner Joe and I were halfway through our shift when we heard it—a faint, desperate cry outside the door. We stepped into the cold and found a basket tucked in the corner. Inside was a newborn baby, wrapped in a thin blanket, his tiny face red from the chill. When I lifted him,

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