My Sister and I Were Separated in an Orphanage – 32 Years Later, I Saw the Bracelet I Had Made for Her on a Little Girl

old name, my new name, my sister’s name.

A woman in the office went to the records room and came back with a thin file.

“Your sister was adopted not long after you,” she said.

“Her name was changed and her file is sealed. I can’t share more than that.”

She shook her head.

“I’m sorry,” she said. “We’re not allowed.”

I tried again a few years later.

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