It's time, I guess. Come up to my room with me and I'll show you what I have." He rose and, with slumping shoulders, led her from the dining room.Ente...ing his room, Phil sat her down in the one chair and then paced up and down. "Jan," he turned to face her. "I'm obviously very upset, but it's not just at your anguish. It looks like I'm in the same position."With that, he dumped a dozen photographs in Janet's lap. She picked them up and gasped, tears coming to her eyes. There before her, were. I'm rested, so I'll dress and then we can go out. I'm ready for life again. What day is today, Friday, Saturday, Sunday?"The woman chuckled, and said, "Saturday evening. Put some casual clothes like jeans and a knit shirt with your sport coat on, and let's go to Nonna's. She knows what you did and will want to reward you. You see, the family all want you to be a part of us."I could smell coffee, so I got up and went to the kitchen and found Juanita, Izzy, and Connie. There was also a small man. One, the more I thought about her online boyfriend, for that's how I was seeing him, the more desperate I got: one, I was mortally afraid of losing her, and two, I wanted her to have a chance to contact him while the iron was still hot, to borrow a phrase. I guess I was looking a little down. Red dropped his ever present towel on the bar in front of me."You look like the guy that didn't win the lottery," he said. I looked up."Yeah, you could say that," I said. "My wife has a friend." I take it. At the time of the adoption the social worker, seeing that it would serve no purpose to hide the child’s ancestry from his new parents, provided them with the limited information that she had. After a brief discussion, the parents decided that they would provide this information to their new son if he ever requested it. They agreed that they would be completely honest with him as to his adoption and who his birth parents were. One of Robert’s pastimes was investigating his and his wife’s.