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John Cena arrived at the courthouse hoping to get the information he desperately wanted. His mother was dying of brain cancer and she made him promise he would try to find the child she gave up for adoption in 1979. She and his father had split a few months before and she knew she couldn't take care of two children as she was battling a drug problem. So, she made the decision to give the baby up at the same time the child welfare had taken John away from her. He was returned a year later when she was clean and sober. By then it was too late to find the child. Now, she wanted to know about her son.
John walked into the records department and over to the desk. "Excuse me."
"Yes sir, can I help you?" The clerk behind the desk asked.
"I'm looking for some records and I was hoping you could help me."
"Sure. What kind of records?" He asked.
"Adoption records from 1979."
"That's a long time sir."
"I know. My mom gave a child up for adoption in June of 1979. She is currently dying of cancer and would like to find him."
"Has he tried to make contact with you?"
"No."
He sighed. "Sir, adoption records are sealed and only an adopted child is the one who can access them."
"Please this is very important to my mom. I have to find him."
"The only thing I can do is look in the records and contact him. If he wants to contact you, he can. But if he doesn't, there is nothing I can."
"Thank you." John said walking out. He hoped once the clerk wrote his brother, he would want to meet his family and this would put his mom's mind at rest. He drove from the courthouse to the hospice where his mother was. She didn't have a lot of time left and this was only thing she had asked him.
As he pulled into the parking lot, his phone went off. He saw it was his ex wife, Stacy. "What Stacy?"
"Well hello to you too John." She replied. "I wanted to know when my settlement will be in my account."
He sighed. Their divorce was just final a few weeks before and she was granted a settlement of one Hundred Thousand dollars. "It should be in soon. And then I don't think we have anymore to say to each other. You cheated on me. You are engaged to your new man. Take the settlement and leave me alone."
"I will. I just wanted to know about my settlement. Alberto and I are very happy." She hung up before more was said.
He sighed as he got out of the car. He was glad that he and Stacy were through. He had been shocked when he came home and found her in bed with her business partner. He filed divorce right after that. He was just glad that they hadn't had any children.
He walked into the hospice and to his mother's room. He walked in and was greeted by the doctor. "Is everything okay?"
"My afraid it's not good." Doctor McMahon said turning to face him. "I think she has a day or two. I'm sorry, we have done all we can."
"Thank you doctor." John said as he sat down by his mother's bed. He took her hand in his and just held it. She looked at him with sad eyes.
"John." She gasped out. "Did you find anything?"
"Not yet but I'm close. I promise to find out." He said to her.
"You were always a good boy. I wish I could have kept him too."
"It's okay mom. I'll find him and he will know about you." John promised. "I promise I will find him."
She nodded. "I love you John." She said before she drifted to sleep. John sighed and went to get up just as the machines went off. The medical personal came running in but it was too late. She was gone.
"I'm sorry, John. " The doctor said.
"Thank you." John watched as the doctor covered the body with the sheet. He quickly left and went to the garden outside and broke down. He knew it had been coming but it was still hard. He took out his phone and called his best friend Adam. Adam said he would come with his wife and be with John.
John stayed out in the garden until Adam and Leah showed up. "John." Adam said hugging him. "I'm sorry about this."
"Thank you." John said to him.
"What can we do?" Leah asked him.
"They are taken her to the funeral home and they will do the autopsy and then I have to make the arrangements."
"We can help with that." Lean replied. "Anything you need we can help with."
"Thank you. I don't know what I would do without you guys."
"We're here for you." Adam replied. He knew outside of his mother, John didn't have any family. His father had died years before and he had no siblings.
"Thanks." John sighed. "I just… I don't want to go back to the house." John had been living with her since his divorce and when she got sick.
"Come stay with us for a little while and then you can decide what to do." Adam said to him.
"I don't want to impose on you guys."
"You won't." Leah said to him. "Come stay with us and then you can decide what to do."
"Alright. I guess I should go. There is nothing more I can do here." He started to walk away and looked back at the hospice. His mother was gone and now he had no one. His only comfort was his friends and the fact that he would, hopefully, find his brother.
The next few days were hard as he made the arrangements for his mother. Leah helped him pick out the dress for the funeral and the casket. His mother had three burial plots in Lincoln River Cemetery and he made the arrangements for the burial and service there. Adam and Leah had agreed to have the wake at their house.
He sat in his room at their house before the wake trying to get his thoughts together. The funeral had been exactly what his mother deserved and it was beautiful. Now she was laid to rest in the cemetery.
"John." Adam said walking in.
"Yeah." John asked wiping his tears.
"This letter came for you." He handed it to him.
"Thank you." John took it and saw it was from the records department. "It's from the record department."
"What does it say?" Adam asked sitting by his friend. John had told him and Leah about his promise to his mother and the search for his brother.
John read the letter quickly. "He's dead. My brother is dead." John said quietly.
"What?" Adam asked shocked. He took the letter from John and read it over. "He's been dead for twenty-nine years."
"I did all of this for nothing." John said.
"Maybe not. You could always find out where he's buried and maybe even what happened to him.
"I don't know his name." John said softly.
Adam read over the letter and noticed a second page. "John, he's buried in Lincoln River Cemetery. You can go there and tell the clerk the date and they can probably tell you."
He took the letter from Adam and saw the cemetery name. The letter also said he died on April 13, 1983. "I can go tomorrow."
"Good." Adam replied. "I will leave you to work out things." He hugged his friend and headed out.
John looked at the letter again. He would go to the cemetery and see if he could find his brother's grave. He had to know what happened to him. For his mother's sake and his.
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