On a rainy evening, Daniel brought an unknown man named Michael to our apartment. He claimed that he should meet with a friend, but his nervous behavior immediately showed me that he was hiding something.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
When I finally confronted him with this, Daniel was silent for a few moments.<\/p>\n
\u201cI was going to tell you,\u201d he murmured.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat exactly?\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked toward the bedroom door, as if checking to see if Michael could hear us.<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t meet with a friend tonight. I\u2019ve known who Michael is for three weeks now.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
\u201cWho is he?\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel swallowed hard.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy uncle.\u201d<\/p>\n
Over the years, Daniel has told me many stories about his family. His father, Robert, had passed away eight years earlier, while his mother had died before we met. However, he never mentioned an uncle named Michael.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour father had a brother?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDa.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why didn\u2019t you ever tell me about him?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUntil three weeks ago, I thought he was dead.\u201d<\/p>\n
Michael was Robert\u2019s younger brother. When Daniel was a child, he often stayed at their house. He also knew our apartment well, because it used to belong to Daniel\u2019s grandparents.<\/p>\n
He even recognized the old wooden clock in the living room. It was he who gave it to Robert for his thirtieth birthday.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
When Daniel was 11 years old, Michael suddenly disappeared. His parents told him that his uncle got involved in drug problems, stole family money and fled after facing charges. A few years later, his mother told him that Michael had died.<\/p>\n
It turned out that none of this was entirely true.<\/p>\n
The next morning I woke up before six o\u2019clock. Daniel wasn\u2019t next to me, and there were muffled voices coming from the kitchen.<\/p>\n
I quietly approached the half-open door.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019ve got to tell her,\u201d Michael used to say. \u201cIf you intend to continue with this, your wife deserves the truth.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI need proof first.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019ve seen the documents.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve seen copies.\u201d<\/p>\n
After a short silence, Michael uttered a sentence that made me open the door:<\/p>\n
\u201cYour father didn\u2019t leave you this apartment. He left it to me.\u201d<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
They both turned to me.<\/p>\n
\u201cPlease let me explain,\u201d Daniel said.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. \u201cI\u2019d like Michael to explain.\u201d<\/p>\n
Michael pulled a thick envelope out of an old leather bag. It contained copies of title deeds, court documents, and several handwritten letters.<\/p>\n
Michael explained that 29 years earlier, he had discovered that Robert was taking money from the family business. When he threatened to expose him, Robert turned the story against him and told his parents that Michael was a thief.<\/p>\n
Soon, the money disappeared from the account, which supposedly only Michael had access to. He was arrested, but the charges were later dropped due to lack of evidence. His reputation had already been ruined by then, so he left the city.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why haven\u2019t you come back for almost 30 years?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
The expression on his face has changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Robert threatened the person I loved.\u201d<\/p>\n
He took out an old photograph of himself standing next to a young woman. I recognized her immediately.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
It was Daniel\u2019s mother.<\/p>\n
Daniel grabbed the edge of the table.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n
Michael explained that he and Daniel\u2019s mother had been in a relationship before she married Robert. She got pregnant while they were still together, and Robert knew it.<\/p>\n
Daniel knocked down his chair and refused to look at him.<\/p>\n
Then Michael opened another envelope. There was a laboratory report in it.<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t come for the apartment or for the money,\u201d he said. \u201cI came here because Robert died with a lie that should not have outlived him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat kind of test is that?\u201d asked Daniel.<\/p>\n
\u201eDNK test.\u201c<\/p>\n
Daniel wanted to know how Michael came up with his sample.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
\u201cYou gave it to me three weeks ago,\u201d he replied.<\/p>\n
Then I remembered that Daniel had told me that he had ordered a test to research his family ancestry. That was not true. He had already found Michael and tried to verify his claims.<\/p>\n
The study found that the probability of a parent-child relationship was more than 99.9 percent.<\/p>\n
He wasn\u2019t Daniel\u2019s uncle.<\/p>\n
He was his biological father.<\/p>\n
Daniel walked out of the kitchen without saying a word. I found him about twenty minutes later sitting on the floor of the guest room. Next to him was Michael\u2019s bag, full of letters.<\/p>\n
Each was addressed to Daniel.<\/p>\n
Letters for birthdays and Christmases. One was written when he graduated from high school and the other when he got married.<\/p>\n
Michael wrote to him for decades, but no letter ever reached him. Robert was hiding them.<\/p>\n
After Robert\u2019s death, Michael found out where Daniel lived, but shame and fear prevented him from approaching him for several years.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
There was another reason why he finally decided to show up. He was sick. He did not expect to die immediately, but he realized that there was no more time to postpone.<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t want money,\u201d he said. \u201cI just wanted one chance to tell my son that I hadn\u2019t abandoned him.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel cried as he held a letter Michael had written to him for his 12th birthday. For the first time since I knew him, my husband looked like a scared boy.<\/p>\n
Michael was gone that morning, but not forever.<\/p>\n
It took Daniel a long time to accept what he had learned. Over the next few months, the two met from time to time. First in the kitchen, then in the park, and finally in the kitchen.<\/p>\n
Daniel didn\u2019t suddenly start calling him \u201cDad,\u201d and Michael never asked him to.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The issue of the apartment has also been resolved. Michael legally transferred to Daniel all the rights he could claim.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve already lost enough years because of that property,\u201d he said. \u201cI don\u2019t want to lose my son because of her.\u201d<\/p>\n
Almost a year later, I entered the kitchen and found them repairing an old wooden clock together. Michael was showing Daniel how to remove the back panel.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
\u201cYou could have told me on the first night that you knew how to fix it,\u201d Daniel joked.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour wife was already suspicious enough by then,\u201d Michael replied with a smile.<\/p>\n
He was right. From the first moment, I felt that an unknown man did not accidentally appear in our lives.<\/p>\n
For nearly 30 years, he tried to find his way back to his son.<\/p>\n
In the end, the family was almost destroyed by neither the apartment, nor the missing money, nor even the long-ended love affair. The greatest damage was done by the lie that everyone protected until the people who knew the truth almost disappeared.<\/p>\n
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