Tilda looked at him tenderly, kissed his soft cheek, and then tiptoed out of the room.

“Tilda, have some water.”

Elma offered her a glass of water, her eyes filled with something she seemed eager to say.

Taking a sip, Tilda inquired, “Elma, is there something you want to tell me?”

Elma replied, “That man we saw today, he looks a lot like Sheldon.”

Tilda gripped her cup tighter, her gaze dropping as she responded, “Sheldon doesn’t have a father.”

Elma opened her mouth, as if a realization had struck her.

the gentleman was Sheldon’s real father

felt a mix of

have discovered who Sheldon’s real

since the man appeared oblivious to

How could that be?

Tilda had become pregnant out of wedlock four

Tilda’s home by

away, Elma cared for Tilda like her own

one day have a child out

after midnight. Maybe it was that

baby’s father, but Tilda

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