You were found in the searing July heat, you and your little brother. Plaintive cries coming from beneath a white pine tree behind an apartment complex on the north side of Holland. No mother in sight. A friend took you both in, and then asked me for help. You and your twin were tiny and dehydrated, and you came readily to my hands when I
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