I remember the night (around 8 years old) my dad sat me down to tell me that my mom had died when I was a baby, which my stepmom claims I had to have known all along - because she would always tell me the lady in the photographs was my mom.
It took me a while to work through that one. I think my stepmom was always rather straightforward, while dad’s side of the family tended to clam up about family issues.
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