This minute I think it's extremely probable.

Before I open this envelope I am going to tell you what I believe it contains.

I have not the slightest evidence except personal conviction, but I believe that the paper inside this envelope is written by my father's hand and I believe it tells me that he was not Eileen's father and that I am not her sister.

If it does not say this, then there is nothing in race and blood and inherited tendencies." Linda picked up the paper cutter, ran it across the envelope, slipped out the sheet, and bracing herself she read: MY DARLING LINDA: These lines are to tell you that your mother went to her eternal sleep when you were born.

Four years later I met and fell in love with the only mother you ever have known.