AFTER MY MOM’S DEATH, I FOUND MY CHILDHOOD PIC WITH HER & BOY WHO LOOKED LIKE ME—SO I SET OUT TO FIND HIM
I was never close to my mom. She always kept me at a distance, so when I grew up, I did the same. After she passed, I decided to sell the house I inherited from her.
To be honest, I knew nothing about my family. My mom never talked about it. So when she died, it felt like I truly had no one left—except for my wife, Cassandra.
Cassandra insisted we keep the old photo album from my mom’s house. I thought it was pointless. Why would I want a relic from a life I had no interest in?
Fast forward a bit. One day, I was carrying Cassandra’s bag when the album accidentally slipped out. A single photo fell to the ground. I picked it up without thinking, and that’s when I saw it: me, my mom… and another boy. A boy my age who looked exactly like me.
I can’t explain what happened in my chest at that moment.
I flipped the photo over. On the back, in my mom’s handwriting, it said: “Ben and Ronnie, 1986.”
In that moment, I knew I had to find out who Ronnie was—and what happened to him
After his mother’s death, Ben Dixon returns to her house in Texas to sell it and finds an old photo of her with a boy who looks just like him. The photo, labeled “Ben and Ronnie, 1986,” sparks his curiosity.
He begins searching for the boy, discovering that he is Ronnie, Ben’s brother, whom their mother abandoned due to financial struggles and Ronnie’s special needs. Ben tracks Ronnie down at a neurological facility, where he learns that their mother had left him because she couldn’t care for both children. Ben decides to care for Ronnie, vowing never to abandon him, and reflects on the secrets his mother kept.
