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She tore open the envelope, her hands shaking. The contents would no doubt change her life forever. How, she had no clue and even though she had been searching for over a year and a half, she wasn’t prepared for the answer. She held in her hands a lifetime, her life time. Who was she? Was she really married, were there children? Did she work, how old was she? She knew none of these things. For the past eighteen months, she was just another Jane Doe, an unknown person with no identity, homeless and alone, running from cat calls like bag lady, tramp, and whore.-TO BE CONTINUED