He was good at answering all sorts of questions his professors threw at him. However, being good academically didn’t always guarantee he had the correct answer.
The question that stumped him the most was posed at the time of his birth. Growing up as an orphan was a constant battle. Why was no one there to claim him when he was born? — the unanswered question gnawed at his soul relentlessly every day of his life.
This five sentence fiction piece is written in response to the two hundredth and fifth edition of Fiction Monday inspired by the word prompt – QUESTION and the below picture prompt hosted by yours truly. Do join in if you have a tale to tell.
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Void Thoughts 
No matter how well adjusted a child is in an adopted home, this question always gnaws at them. I love watching these shows where people are reunited with their birth families.
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Very true, Corinne.
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