"Look if you want to tell Amy, that she was adopted on her birthday, I don't want to be a part of it." Mrs. Kindely said, "But we both promised her biological mother, that we would tell her that she was adopted on her twelveth birthday." Mr.Kindely reminded her. Just then Amy walked into the room, she'd heard the whole conversation from the hallway.
"You don't have to tell me anything, I know I'm adopted." Amy said as she walked into the kitchen. She felt strange after finding out that she'd been
adopted, and the two people she'd thought were her parents, turned out to be her adoptive parents. "Amy, we may have adopted you, but we love you as if you are our own daughter." Mrs.Kindely said, as she got up and put an arm around Amy. Who was now crying.
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