The Photograph That Led Me to My Twins—and the Letters My Mother Hid for Three Years
“She hasn’t invited you here.”
“I know.
I’m sorry I arrived without asking.”
“That doesn’t answer why you’re here.”
I tried the explanation that had sounded so convincing in the car: I’d learned about the twins only an hour before leaving Minneapolis.
I believed I might be their father.
I wanted to see Savannah and understand what happened.
Lucas listened without interrupting.
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