Even though my parents had been gone for many years, I still wanted to know whether I am their child or not.

After walking over to the couch, he sat down and handed me a file. “Charles was definitely talking nonsense. Stop dwelling on it. If you do, your mom and dad would be unhappy if they knew.”

As I heard that, the weight on my heart lightened, and I started flipping through the documents.

It was my birth certificate and various medical records from my childhood, ...