Sloan. Confused, I confronted Rose about the photo, and she revealed a long-hidden secret. Rose admitted that she was my biological mother, a young woman who had given me up for adoption when life became too difficult.
She had always been a part of Mr. Sloan’s life, and he had spent years searching for me, even moving next door just to keep an eye on me. Mr.
Sloan’s final act was not just leaving me his house, but also encouraging me to care for Rose, who had been my mother all along. As the truth unraveled, I found myself torn between anger, forgiveness, and the pain of the years lost. Rose, frail and full of regret, asked for my understanding, and though I didn’t know if I could fully forgive her, I was willing to try.Continue reading…
