His father was injured, and Jonah moved to care for him.

We wrote letters.

I kept them under my mattress.”

“What happened to him?”

“I thought he stopped answering.

Later I learned my father had intercepted at least some of the mail.

By then I’d been told you were adopted, and I was afraid that if Jonah came to the house, my father would make things worse.”

“You never tried to find him afterward?”