This post is written for Friday Fictioneers.
You always told me you wanted to know your birth parents. There is no doubt that you have found them. The DNA test proved it.
Now for the first time in over fifty years you actually know what your family looks like.There’s your mother smiling from that photo. The mother that left you on a neighbors door step over 50 years ago. Those are pictures of the people in her life after she left you. She even started a new family on the west coast and actually named her first daughter after you.
And not a single picture of you.