"I didn't know there was another baby until Zane found Rebecca."
I wanted to scream.
Instead, I whispered, "Then we need to find out."
***
Julia agreed to meet us.
She was a nurse at a community health center.
When she walked into Catherine's living room the next afternoon, I felt something inside me move.
It wasn't recognition exactly.
It was a strange, painful familiarity.
She had my dark eyes.
My mouth.
And the same little habit of pushing her hair behind her ear when she was nervous.
Catherine introduced us.
"Julia, this is Mara."
Julia smiled politely.
Then noticed the photographs on the table.
Her smile faded.
"Mom?"
Catherine took her hand.
"There are questions about your adoption."
Julia sat down slowly.
I explained what we'd discovered.
I told her about the hospital.
The two newborn girls.
Rebecca.
Emily.
The missing records.
When I finished, Julia stared at me.
Then whispered, "You think I'm your daughter?"
