Skip to content “And you decided I didn’t need to know.”
“What proof do you have that any of this is true?”
Carol covered her face.
“I’m sorry.”
“No.”
His voice was quiet.
“Not yet.”
Then he asked, “What proof do you have that any of this is true?”
“There was a photograph.”
Carol lowered her hands.
“There was a photograph.”
“What photograph?”
“Ruth holding you after you were born. Her sleeve was rolled up. The mark was visible on her arm.”
Darren laughed bitterly.
“Convenient.”
That seemed to hurt him even more.
“It’s real.”
“Then show me.”
“You still have it?”
She nodded.
That seemed to hurt him even more.
“You kept a picture of my biological mother for thirty-four years but never thought I had a right to see it?”
Darren looked away.
“I was afraid.”
“Of losing me?”
She nodded.
Darren looked away.
“Go get it.”
Carol left.
“I feel like I’m going insane.”
Finally, he said, “Do you believe her?”
“I don’t know.”
“I feel like I’m going insane.”
“I know.”
He turned around.
“Did you know?”
Carol eventually returned carrying an old envelope.
“No.”
He nodded.
“I had to ask.”
Carol eventually returned with an old envelope.
She placed it on the table.
Darren opened it.
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