I Adopted the Boy I Found on My Neighbor’s Porch & Helped Him Find His Birth Dad 13 Years Later – Story of the Day

“Ellie, you know something, don’t you?” My voice was getting louder as I said those words. I always suspected it, although Ellie didn’t give an indication of it. But it was strange to me and Justin that Ellie somehow heard the doorbell, not the baby crying on her doorstep. Of course, we couldn’t prove anything. But it was still odd.

“Ellie!” I bellowed when she wouldn’t speak, making her flinch.

“Fine! Please, just let me explain. I just… I didn’t know what to do. I was scared, and I didn’t want anyone to get into trouble,” she began, as tears rose from her eyes and her voice shook.

“Please. What’s going on?”

“I know who’s baby Tom is… and his name is Jack,” Ellie said. “Give me a minute.”

She stood and walked toward her bedroom. When she returned, she handed me a pendant and a letter.

“My friend, Alana, got pregnant, but she had just dumped her boyfriend, a lovely guy named Alex. She left him for someone else, and that other guy dumped her too when she couldn’t hide her pregnancy anymore. Still, she didn’t want Alex to know about the baby. Don’t ask me why because I don’t know. I told her many times that Alex would be a good father, but she didn’t want that,” Ellie explained.

“Go on.”

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