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

mix

have discovered who

man appeared oblivious

How could that be?

pregnant out of wedlock four years

been brought to Tilda’s home

cared for

one

return until after midnight. Maybe it was that night that something happened

but Tilda remained tight-Lipped,

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