even go to his funeral.
"I expect you know about his death of course,
but you will have known it only as a family tragedy
and not, as you now do, as the death of the man who
was your true father
"The tears are rolling off my cheeks so fast, I
think I have to stop for a while. I wanted to tell you
about our wonderful night together, the one in which
you were created; however I'll save that for the next
letter
"Love can be so painful sometimes that I envy
Geraldine for being so hard. She once told me bitterly
that she didn't need to love anyone or have anyone
love her I know she was just speaking out of anger
and disappointment that she had never met anyone
who loved her dearly, passionately, but there are
times when I wish it had been true for me.
"And then I think how lonely she must be and I feel absolutely dreadful for her. The truth is every time I look at her I think of my own guilt. I am partly responsible for her misery and all the beautiful music and true feelings in the world can't erase that from my
heart. It's a scar
"You, you are the only hope I have for
redemption. Be wonderful, be someone full of love
and compassion, and never stop searching until you
find someone who fills your heart with so much joy
you can hardly breathe without him beside you. "I'd like to know I was responsible for that. "For now, Mother"
I put the letter down and looked at Misty. She
was wiping the tears from her cheeks.
"That was beautiful," she said. She sat up and
gazed at the letter. "So now you know who your
father is or was, I should say. What do you know
about him?"