My 18-Year-Old Son Moved in with His Best Friend – Two Days Later, He Came Home Crying and Said, ‘Mom, I Need to Confess Something’

“Where did you get this?”

“I told you. Ben’s house.”

“Does he know you took it?”

“Yes.”

I looked at Luke. “And he knows what this says?”

I read the same line twice.

His face crumpled. “That’s why I came home.”

I folded the paper and grabbed my purse. “Where is Ben?”

“At his parents’ house.”

“Get in the car.”

“Mom…”

“Now, Luke.”

That’s why I came home.

***

Twenty minutes later, Ben opened the door.

His face was pale.

“Where’s your mother?”

“In the kitchen.”

Diane stood when we entered. “I can explain.”

His face was pale.

I put the document on the table. “Then explain this.”

She looked at Ben.

“Mom,” he said quietly. “Tell her.”

Diane sat down. “Ben was adopted.”

I stared at her. “What?”

I can explain.

Luke looked at Ben. “That’s what you found out last week?”

Ben nodded. “I found the papers and asked her about them.”

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