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What's up? Hey, welcome to part two. This is Shaline and you are listening to the Shaline Show.

This is part two of a pretty fascinating series, a series that involves searching and looking for a biological parent.

I am in my car. I normally do a car smart episode on Fridays, which means it's an episode that I record while I'm in my car, like with you as the passenger and we're just chatting.

But today I'm actually driving over to my friend, Dr. McAillus House, because I actually want to give you the backstory.

So you can understand how it came to be that she learned that the man who had raised her wasn't actually her father.

So that's where I had it. But you see, Beltan, we are definitely about to go for a ride.

So you didn't have exactly the most normal childhood? No. Did you think it was normal while you were in it? Oh, absolutely.

Well, actually, that's not completely true. I did have some level of awareness because it was nothing like anybody else.

And it was also very clear that we were not to share or talk or tell anybody what was going on, which obviously told me this isn't normal or right or what have you.

Did you think, oh, this must be bad if I'm not supposed to tell people what it's about? Yeah, absolutely.

Well, it's hard to say. That's hard to say. It's just an arm. That's what you knew. It was all I knew.

At what age did you know that you're the woman who was raising you wasn't your mother? I actually knew that from the very beginning.

All along. All along, yeah.

So then at what age do you think this other woman was at what age were you when you became your basically?

Stepmother. Yes, stepmother. Five or six. Okay, that makes sense. And did you remember thinking, where's my mom?

It's strange because I didn't start thinking that till later. Like what's later?

I probably like nine or ten or eleven because you have to remember it was like an introduction to my mom.

It wasn't even a thought because it didn't exist. I met her for the first time when I was seven.

Okay, but you knew that she existed when you were five and so from five. No, I did not know.

I knew I had a stepmom. And you didn't have memories of her? Nope. Really? No, because when we were separated, I was like three or four.

Oh, and you went to live with other family members? Oh, okay. So you go from where does your mom leave you?

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