even go to his funeral.
 
 "I expect you know about his death of course,
 
 but you will have known it only as a family tragedy
 
 and not, as you now do, as the death of the man who
 
 was your true father
 
 "The tears are rolling off my cheeks so fast, I
 
 think I have to stop for a while. I wanted to tell you
 
 about our wonderful night together, the one in which
 
 you were created; however I'll save that for the next
 
 letter
 
 "Love can be so painful sometimes that I envy
 
 Geraldine for being so hard. She once told me bitterly
 
 that she didn't need to love anyone or have anyone
 
 love her I know she was just speaking out of anger
 
 and disappointment that she had never met anyone
 
 who loved her dearly, passionately, but there are
 
 times when I wish it had been true for me.
 
 "And then I think how lonely she must be and I feel absolutely dreadful for her. The truth is every time I look at her I think of my own guilt. I am partly responsible for her misery and all the beautiful music and true feelings in the world can't erase that from my
 
 heart. It's a scar
 
 "You, you are the only hope I have for
 
 redemption. Be wonderful, be someone full of love
 
 and compassion, and never stop searching until you
 
 find someone who fills your heart with so much joy
 
 you can hardly breathe without him beside you. "I'd like to know I was responsible for that. "For now, Mother"
 
 I put the letter down and looked at Misty. She
 
 was wiping the tears from her cheeks.
 
 "That was beautiful," she said. She sat up and
 
 gazed at the letter. "So now you know who your
 
 father is or was, I should say. What do you know
 
 about him?"