Name of the orphanage
Jake’s parents provided him with the name of the orphanage where he had stayed briefly. “It’s called St. Mary’s,”
his mother said, handing him an old piece of paper with the address. Jake stared at the paper, feeling a surge of determination.
This orphanage held more pieces to the puzzle of his past. He knew he had to visit, to uncover any remaining secrets about his early years and his biological family.