Confronting Aunt Clara
My final step was to confront my parents’ oldest living relative, Aunt Clara, with everything I had discovered.
I called her, arranging a visit to her modest home. As I walked up the path to her front door, my mind buzzed with anticipation and nerves.
When she opened the door, I wasted no time and laid out the documents and records I had found. ‘Aunt Clara, I need you to explain this,’ I said, holding my breath.