After that day at he bowling ally, I had not really talked to anyone but my brothers. My dad had become very distant. Part of me felt as though he was being distant because of what was in the box. Oh, how I wanted to open that box. I just didn't want to do it alone. I sat and tried to think of the people who hadn't completely hurt me in the last few weeks. Only one name came up that I had not seen since the night of the party, Julia. I took a deep breath and dialed her phone number.
I had explained to her everything that had gone on. She told me that she couldn't come over because she was packing to go to a month long bible camp, but she would stay on the phone with me while I opened the box. That was good enough for me. I procrastinated for awhile, and she offered to pray with me. I did, figuring that nothing bad could come out of a moment with God. I was wrong.
I closed my eyes as I pulled the lid off of the box. I didn't want to look anymore, but I knew I had to. I opened one eye and what I saw confused me. A file. A file with my name on the top of it. I described it to Julia and she got very quiet. I slowly lifted the file and opened it.
Now, before I was curious but not too curious. I figured that I would find a dead baby or something in that box. What I did find however, changed my life more than anything.
CERTIFICATE OF ADOPTION
NAME: Alexandra Lilith Davidson
FATHER: Victor Andrew Davidson MOTHER: Rosaline Anne Davidson
CONGRADULATIONS ON YOUR NEW BABY GIRL!
My heart dropped into my gut. I was adopted? I moved the certificate to find more papers with my parents information. Then one to see my birth parents information. My birth mothers name was Angel Peters. My birth fathers name was Benet Graves. She was 19 when I was born. I set the papers down and explained what I had just found to Julia.
"God has a plan for us all, Alex," she sighed. I looked deeper into the box without replying to Julia. I found a letter with my name written in big bold letters.
I opened it and read what it had to say.
I know that if you are looking at this box, you probably feel very confused. You may even be angry with us. I am sorry that we have kept such a secret from you. It was not fair of us to do. I just want you to know that we kept it to ourselves because we do love you, oh, so much.
I do, however, owe you an explanation. After your dad and I got married, we had some trouble having children. We had tried almost everything, until we decided to adopt. I had gotten to know your birth mother while she was pregnant with you. I didn't like the idea of not getting to know the parent of my soon to be child. She was young and scared. Her boyfriend had just lost his job and her parents were not willing to help. She just could not take care of you. I was sure to send her pictures of you, but after your second birthday, she wrote to me asking that I stop. She said that she was afraid that she would want you back. I listened to her request.
Now, I know you are wondering about the boys. They were a miracle. Not that you weren't, but you have to understand, I was told I couldn't have any children, and I ended up with twins. I love you all the same. I knew that one day you would have questions, so I put this box together.
I know that you want to know more about her, but I can only give you the information that is on the papers that I received. I want you to know that we love you. We are your parents. We raised you and cared for you. Please always remember that.
I love you so much, and I always will.
I read the letter to Julia. She was quiet for a moment before she told me that she had to go and would pray for me. As I was setting my phone down, my dad walked into the room, and froze when he saw me.
"Adopted?" I managed, while holding back tears.
"Your mother always said that we would know when the best time would be. Now she is gone, and I just don't know. I won't know." He said quickly.
"I have to find her." I spoke to myself. His eyes widened.
"I was wrong anyway. Now was not a good time. Nope. Not at all. Maybe I should have waited till you were 40." He mumbled to himself in a panic.
He and I began a small argument on why I shouldn't go find her yet. I finally agreed to stay home, which ended the argument. I packed everything back into the box and made my way to my room.
I sat down on my bed and hesitated for a moment on what to do. I decided to make the biggest decision of my life. I picked up my phone and began dialing.
"Landon? You remember that day that I pretty much saved your life? Well, I need a favor, and its a big one."