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friend had used. Curious, Spencer registered her personal information—things like her birth date, the
hospital
where she was born, and the color of her eyes and other genetic traits. When she received an e-mail at
the Rosewood Day benefit on Saturday that the site had matched her data with that of a potential
mother,
she hadn’t known what to think. It had to be a mistake. Certainly they’d contact the woman and she’d
say
Spencer couldn’t possibly be her child.
With trembling hands, Spencer opened the e-mail. Hello Spencer, My name is Olivia Caldwell. I’m so
excited,
because I think we’re a match. If you’re up for it, I would love to meet you. With sincere fondness, O.
Spencer stared at it for a long time, her hand clapped to her mouth. Olivia Caldwell. Could that be her
real
mother’s name? Andrew poked her in the side. “Are you going to respond?”
“I don’t know,” Spencer said uneasily, wincing as a police car outside turned on its shrill, piercing siren.
She
gazed at her Sidekick screen so hard, the letters began to blur. “I mean…it’s hard to believe this is even
real.
How could my parents keep this from me? It means my whole life has been…a lie.” Lately, she’d
discovered
that so much of her life—especially the stuff with Ali—was built on lies. She wasn’t sure if she could
stomach
anything more.
“Why don’t we see if we can prove it?” Andrew stood up and offered his hand. “Maybe there’s
something in
this house that explains it beyond a shadow of a doubt.”
Spencer considered for a moment. “All right,” she conceded slowly. It was probably a good time to
snoop
around—her parents and sister wouldn’t be home for hours. She clasped Andrew’s hand and led him
into