"Maybe, we are not related. Maybe she just happened to have the same last name as you? It could be just  a coincidence?"<br/>He said,  hopefully though the chance of that  was pretty much nil. The truth was, his mother Irene was sort of the black sheep of  the family. They were ashamed  of her and pretty much had  dismissed her since she got with Peter. They had not been married  when she had Fredrick. They never mentioned her since that day and pretty much avoided talking about her since then. Her family even had  gotten rid of the pictures of her.<br/>"Hug...I..would like nothing more than to hug you. But this..this makes me fear so much that we might be related. I just wanted to throw away my past. But, you might be a part of my past."<br/>On the floor, was Micheal the nurse wallet. Something was sticking out of it. A picture of your mother as an adult, and a picture of his mother together. It  seemed, that your mother didn't want to get rid of her sister like everyone else did in your family. But still, she had feared  talking about her. Her  family had a  control over her. It seemed Micheal had  a  connection to them somehow too. But what was it? White rabbit  looked down, picking up the photo.<br/>"This...is my  mother when she was alive. I wonder who this lady was though? I know she didn't have  any friends. Nobody could put up with how mean she was."