In a shoebox, she’d found photographs, custody records, and old bank statements bearing my name.
She’d also discovered that the story she’d heard about me might be false.
All her life, Ray had told her I was a troubled teenager who ran away.
According to him, Diane had interfered and prevented him from bringing me home.
I read that paragraph repeatedly.
I’d never run away.
My father had abandoned me.
Durante dieciocho años, le había dicho a todos lo contrario.
Megan dijo que quería saber la verdad.
Esperaba que asistiera a su boda, pero entendió si me negaba.
No la contacté inmediatamente.
First, I called Diane.
Part 3: The property nobody had permission to use
When I told Diane about Mom’s letter, she became quiet.
“She wrote that for me,” Diane said. “Your father claimed he destroyed it after the funeral.”
I explained how Megan had discovered it.
