After my mother died, I found a photo album from my childhood – in one of the photos, a girl was standing next to me, she looked exactly like me

"I have a request to make of you. And you don't have to say yes."

I told him I wanted to meet his daughter.

Margaret did not respond immediately.

"She knows nothing about you. I never told her."

"Let me speak to him first."

I told him I wanted to meet his daughter.

A few days later, Margaret called me back.

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