It had been three days since we had our beach day. I was currently reorganizing the bookshelves in the store. Today had been a slow day, not many customers came into the store.

The sound of footsteps entering through the door made me look up from my task. My birth father stood in the center of the store. His posture showed he was upset.

“Is it true?” he asked.

“Hello, to you too Father,” I said, stepping down the ladder.

“Is it ...