His jaw tightened.
“Because today was the test,” he said.
I momentarily held my breath.
“I found you in August,” Malcolm said. “I was going to come to your house. Knock on your door. Bring you flowers and tell you who I was. Then my researcher brought me this.” He touched the folder. “And I didn’t know what to do.”
“Why not just tell me?”
“Because I’m a stranger,” he said. “I’m a man you haven’t seen in forty-six years. If I’d shown up on your porch and told you