Stepping Inside
After a brief nod, Roger stepped aside and invited us into his modest home. Greg and I exchanged a silent look of agreement before crossing the threshold together. Inside, the space felt worn but lived-in, and Roger motioned for us to sit on an old couch. He took a chair across from us, and the air grew heavy with unspoken truths waiting to be revealed. Greg stayed observant and calm, a quiet anchor as we prepared to navigate the uncertainty ahead.
Stepping Inside
Roger’s Story
Roger began to speak, and with each sentence, his story unfolded in ways I never could have imagined. He shared fragments of his past, revealing how his life had been unexpectedly and deeply intertwined with mine long before I ever knew his name. The connections he described made my heart race as realization after realization set in. What I had believed to be a straightforward search for answers became something far more complex. I found myself drawn into his story, feeling both overwhelmed and closer than ever to the truth I had been denied for so long.
Roger’s Story
