When you were born, your mother’s family pushed me out of your life. They believed I would only bring trouble.
Years later I found out where you lived. I moved next door so I could at least watch you grow up.
I saw you become a mother. I saw your children playing in the yard.
I was always proud of you.
I just didn’t want to appear in your life too late and cause you pain.
Everything I own now belongs to you.
I hope this truth finally sets you free.
Love always,
Dad.”
I sat there under the apple tree for a long time.
For thirty-eight years I believed my father had disappeared before I was born.
But the quiet man who lived next door…
had been watching over my life the entire time.
Richie found me there later that morning.
When I showed him the letters, he wrapped his arms around me.
“We’ll figure this out,” he said softly.
That afternoon I called my mother.
When she arrived and read the letters, the truth finally came out.
She had been nineteen when I was born.
Her parents forced her to choose.
Keep the baby.
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