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While Cleaning A Wealthy Man’s Penthouse I Recognized A Face From My Past

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to say you were going to be a pilot.”

Oliver’s hand moved instinctively to his shoulder. “How do you know that?”

“Because I’m your father. Your name is Oliver James McGrath. You were born on March third, 1999. You lived with me and your mother in New York City until the day you were taken.”

Oliver’s knees seemed to give way. He sat down hard on the curb continue reading …

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