assumed she was simply a kind woman.
Now she stood in front of me, trembling.
Her hands were clasped tightly together, and tears were gathering in her eyes.
I put the cereal box down.
“Mrs. Jenkins? Are you okay?”
She took a shaky breath.
“I’ve wanted to tell you this for a very long time.”
I stared at her, confused.
She stepped closer, her voice barely above a whisper.
“You’re eighteen now. You’re old enough to know the truth.”
I felt my stomach tighten.
“What truth?”
She looked directly into
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