Author: jpoliverandlindakandi

I don’t think I deserve a second chance.Eight years ago, my best friend Griff walked out of my life. It wasn’t his fault. He came out of the closet and his parents told him to get lost. He was looking to me for a plan, some support – but I let him down. It doesn’t matter that I was just a kid myself. I should have been there for him. I gave up hoping that he would get in touch, even just to let … would get in touch, even just to let me know he was alright. So when…

I don’t know why nobody ever wanted me. For real, I mean. My parents died when I was eight, and I spent the next ten years hopping between foster homes. Let’s just say, they barely did me any favors. Now I’m done with school, degree in hand, and… I’ve got nothing. No job lined up. No apartment, once the lease runs out. Nowhere to be and no one to be there with. Except… well… I do have DNA … Except… well… I do have DNA test results from a genealogy website. With close family matches. It’s probably a stupid idea.…