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My stepfather had been part of my life since I was four years old. After my mother died, he stayed and became the only dad I had ever truly known. Then, only hours before he passed away, he clutched my hand and whispered, “I’ve lied to you your entire life.” He handed me an address, and what I discovered there forced me to see my entire childhood—and him—differently.
“The pancakes were always shaped like stars,” I told the nurse.
She was smoothing the
