20 October 1940

Oh diary, where do I start?
I am so relieved that I now know where he is, my son, John.
John, my baby, my son, but now my cousin.
They placed him with my aunt, my sweet aunt Mary. We were expecting at the same time, me and her. And they had secretly planned for her "twins" to be born. Her son and mine. I can never tell him. I know he will be in the best hands.

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