"...he was born in London, Ontario..." Jenny's words must have pounded across her keyboard, perhaps in pain as she hammered on the keyboard.

How many tears did she shed as words ripped from her heart? Did she spend restless nights thinking about her son not knowing who his father was? Their son, the little boy he never even had a chance to hold, or watch grow up. If only he had known. Would it have changed anything? Didn't she even care that just maybe they could have been a family? Maybe they could have worked something out.

Is this her form of retribution? Did she tell him now out of bitterness or anger? Joe searched for understanding in the typewritten letter. He sought refuge from the stark words—

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