At the twins’ dedication a few months later, my uncle raised his glass.
“Some men become husbands,” he said. “Ben became a protector.”
The room erupted in applause.
I looked at my brother-in-law, holding one baby while Rosie cradled the other.
My Best Friend Spent Years Caring for My Sister with Down Syndrome – Then He Said a Few Words That Changed Everything I Thought I Knew
