I Had a baby at 79, and my children took me to court to have me declared mentally unfit. but when the judge asked who the father was, the courtroom doors swung open…

“Yes.”

“And you never remarried after his death?”

“No.”

“Then how do you explain the birth of this child?”

Whispers spread through the courtroom. I held Emily more tightly in my arms.

“I’m prepared to explain everything, but only when the other party arrives.”

“What other party?” the judge asked.

I looked toward the door. It was still closed.

I had been promised that he would come that morning. But the hearing had already been underway for forty minutes, and