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How could I have missed it? What kind of man doesn’t recognize his own son? He was my child, my Adam. How could I not know who he was?
    The shrill ringing of the phone startles me, and I nearly tip all the way back in my chair. Be careful, old man. Wouldn’t do to break a hip at this stage.
    Maggie, my housekeeper, knocks softly on the heavy oak door. “Sir, George Eliot’s on the phone from the Smith, and she wants to talk to you.”
    “I’ll take it in my office. Thank you.” Using my hands
...for leverage, I force my weakening legs to bear my weight. The light briefly catches on the faded bar code marring the inside of my left wrist. It was Stephen’s. Many have them removed. It’s strongly encouraged as a healthy step toward starting a new incarnation, but I never have. Someone sacrificed his or her future so that I can help create a better one for everyone, and every time I see those strange lines, almost alien in color, I am reminded of that.MoreLess

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