"Hello!. Good…. Evening. Please I got your number from the orphanage home….. and I would love to know if you are my brother?". I asked because my lips were no longer in control.

"I….. please where did you get that number from?". The person asked, and it seems that he was uncertain of his own words.

"I got it from the orphanage!"I replied.

"What orphanage?". He asked, sounding like an individual who can't recall the fact that he left his number at the orphanage home which he had visited some weeks back.

'God!. Is my brother having some brain damage?'. I asked, but I wasn't in the right state to...