Chapter 72 The Whole Story

• Carol gasped, her heart going out to him and the poor woman who had given birth to her.
• "Wow!" That was all that she could say.
• "Yeah," Donald said, rummaging in his pocket for something. Bringing out his wallet, one which had clearly seen better days, he produced a worn picture from its inner compartment and extended it to her. Carol took the picture with shaking hands, and looked down at it, hardly able to see for the tears that blurred her vision. She wiped at them and then glanced down at the picture again to see a beautiful woman who looked almost identical to her.