[In a brown envelope, copies of old photographs, each with a little writing in pencil on the reverse.]
In your world they never existed - here are your half-brothers, Patrick next to you, then Gregory. Summers were all together in Key West, or Havana.
Sailing, early 1930s
Fishing, you caught this pretty much yourself, you can see how pleased you are.
I know you won't remember your real mother, but in my world she raised you, and did a damn good job of it, too. Her name is Hadley Richardson, and she is one of the strongest people I know. She remarried with a much finer man than I ever was or ever could be.