The timing seemed right

I never saw Dad happier than the day my little sister was born. I remember sitting in the waiting room when he came out, with a huge smile on his face, to deliver the news. After a few shouts of congratulations, one of my dad’s buddies slapped him on the back, shook his hand and said, “It’s about time you lost your virginity!” I was eleven years old at the time, so I knew what this meant and, needless to say, I was a little perplexed. Then Dad let out a laugh, looked me in the eye and, with a wink, explained, "Vali, you were adopted."