My Brother Left His Newborn Son in My Yard 27 Years Ago – Two Days Ago, He Returned and Blamed Me for It

Twenty-seven years ago, my brother Tommy left his newborn son on my doorstep and disappeared. Despite my husband Carl’s hesitation, I took the baby in and named him Michael, raising him as my own.

As Michael grew into a successful lawyer, there was always a quiet distance between us. Then, one night, Tommy returned, bitter and blaming me for everything, claiming I had withheld money for Michael.

Michael rejected Tommy’s lies, declaring, “She’s the only mother I’ve ever known.” Afterward, he told me I was his real mother and, as a token of his love, bought us a house by the ocean. In that moment, I finally felt our bond was complete.