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.

that the gentleman was Sheldon’s real

mix of excitement

might have discovered who Sheldon’s

the man appeared oblivious

How could that be?

out of wedlock four

been brought to Tilda’s home by Tilda’s

away, Elma cared for Tilda like her own

one

after midnight. Maybe it was that night that something

Tilda about the baby’s father, but Tilda remained

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