No, he’s my son – and he’s the real reason I’m on this plane,” Stella said.
“Are you visiting him?”
“No, it’s the only way I can be around her,” she said. “Remember when I told you about my financial struggles? I got pregnant in my early thirties. My boyfriend left me, and I had no one to support me. My mother had already died of dementia. I loved my baby, but I couldn’t give her a good life, so I gave her up for adoption.”
“Did you find each other
