Chris came out 20 minutes later holding a folded paper.
« Read this, » he said. He set the paper down in front of me. « The result is interesting. You’ll find it very interesting. »
I didn’t understand what was going on.
The report was one page long. I read the first section twice before the words organized themselves into something I could understand.
Parent-child match. Confidence level: 99.97%.
The maternal line had… my name.
I looked up at Chris. He was watching me read it.
« The hospital listed in Susan’s adoption file, » he said. « You mentioned it once, the night we talked about the baby you gave up. I didn’t think much of it at the time. I was barely listening… until I checked the adoption file again just now. »
I didn’t answer. I already knew.
The maternal line had… my name.
