"I'm sorry honey. That's all we know. Your birth mother was very secretive about your father. She was sure he was coming back for her but that was all she said. No one ever came looking for her, to our knowledge." My Mom said. It was so weird to know my Mom was actually my Aunt.
"Why the secrecy? Why not just tell me you're my Aunt and Uncle?" I asked. My Dad looked down as if he wasn't sure how to answer my question. My Mom looked at me.
"That's my fault. When your Mother passed and we talked about adopting you, I wanted you to be mine. Your Father and I couldn't have any children. Your Mother had lived with us during the last months of her pregnancy. I had been with you since birth. But I wanted to be Mommy, not Aunt Diane." I thought for a moment. I guess that made sense but I still
