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Four years ago, a 14-year-old boy who had lost both parents dropped abruptly into our laps, Jim writes.
- We knew Kelvin from years earlier, when he played soccer with our biological son. We had mostly lost contact.
- Yet here he was, asking if we would take him in. Four days later, his uncle was at our door — a box with a birth certificate and other papers in hand, and Kelvin in tow.
