Michael waited.
Your father had a twin brother.
Michael stared at her.
What does that have to do with Jonathan?
His mother whispered:
Jonathan’s biological father wasn’t your father.
Michael’s face went completely blank.
Then who was he?
She didn’t answer.
Michael stepped closer.
Mom.
She finally said the name.
David.
Michael’s uncle.
The man everyone believed had died before Michael was born.
Esther, who had been standing quietly nearby, suddenly spoke.
But if Jonathan was your husband’s half-brother, how can the baby be related to Michael?
His mother looked at her.
Because the family connection is more complicated than you think.
She took another document from a drawer.
It was an old photograph.
A young woman stood between two men.
One was Michael’s father.
The other was David.
On the back of the photograph was a handwritten note.
“Jonathan, 1989.”
Michael stared at it.
Then he noticed something else.
A second photograph.
This one showed a young boy.
Michael’s mother placed it on the table.
That’s Jonathan.
Michael picked it up.
The boy had the same eyes as him.
But there was something else.
The boy looked remarkably similar to Esther’s newborn son.
Michael’s hands began trembling.
That’s impossible.
His mother nodded.
