It wasn’t often anymore, but there’d been times when Felix had woken up screaming because of nightmares, dreams where he was trying to find his birth parents, as if he were just one step away. And then it all came to nothing. I felt for him whenever it happened, but he seemed to have come to some form of acceptance in the last few years or so, and he was happy. And now proof he had other family out in the world had shown up on our doorstep.
“There are likely no words I can ever say to take away what you’ve gone through, Felix,” said Frank, who sounded sad and resigned. “The most I can do is to tell you what happened. Tell you about your parents and all that occurred on your behalf, and how you ended up in the forest.”