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.

was Sheldon’s real father grew

felt a mix of excitement and

she might have discovered who Sheldon’s real

since the man appeared oblivious

How could that be?

out of wedlock four years

Tilda’s home by Tilda’s mother, watching

passed away, Elma cared for Tilda like her

she imagine Tilda would one day have a

the night Tilda didn’t return until after

Tilda about the baby’s father, but

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