1960's
After discussing the decision with her husband Mrs. Carrigan started a letter to Max.
Dear Max, she wrote.
I have something to tell you and it isn't easy. This has been tumbling around in my mind for quite sometime, this debate of whether or not to tell you. I didn't tell you before because you were at war, dealing with that, and I didn't think that a very good time. But seeing as you're back I think I will.
Max………I'm afraid that you're not Fred's son. Fred is your dad, of course, as you know. And well, biologically, you're not his son. You're……..Jacob's son, although right now as you read this you've no idea who that is. Well, you see back in 1942 I went to a dance where Jacob someone also at the dance had uncensored sex with me. I know you're probably very angry and confused right now and have lots of questions. I'll understand if you don't want to talk. I'd apologise but I don't think that will do anything.
Mom