She felt different
Stacy grew up surrounded by her family, all of whom looked so much like her. It was clear to anyone who met her that she was a true child of the Malter family.
But even though she looked just like them on the outside, she always felt like something was just a little off inside. For years she tried to ignore this feeling, but as she got older, the more she wondered what was making her feel so different from everyone else.
Marie provided no answer.
Stacy was always curious about her family history. She wanted to know if there was a family tree she could examine. She hoped that by finding out more about her family’s past, she would be able to understand why she felt so different from everyone else.
So, one day, she approached her mother, Marie, and asked about it. Unfortunately, her mother couldn’t answer her questions. Stacy was left feeling sad and a little bit lost.
Her next move
Stacy was feeling a bit puzzled after her conversation with Marie. Marie had told her that Fred had always been very secretive about his family. This response felt strange to Stacy and she couldn’t help but wonder why.
Instead of accepting this answer, Stacy decided to take matters into her own hands. She made her way to the library with the hope of finding some answers. As she began her search, she couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something important about the Malter name that she might be able to uncover.
Her search at the library
Stacy’s father had always been a bit of a mystery to her, but she never thought much about it until she heard rumors about his family being shrouded in secrets. This sparked her curiosity, and she decided to take matters into her own hands.
She visited the library for three consecutive days, determined to uncover the truth about her father’s family. She pored over old newspapers and books, searching for any information about their village. Despite her best efforts, however, she came up empty-handed. Frustrated, she left the library with more questions than answers.
The strange discover
Stacy stumbled upon a mysterious object by chance. She was eager to share her discovery with her father but hesitated, knowing he would be furious if he found out. Fred’s anger was something Stacy feared more than anything, and she would do anything to avoid being around him when he was upset.
Her father was not known for his patience and had a temper that would flare up at the drop of a hat. Stacy had learned the hard way to be cautious when it came to Fred’s mood swings. Nevertheless, she couldn’t resist the urge to solve the mystery and asked her father about the strange object despite her fears.
She braced herself and faced her fear.
Stacy had been worrying about the outcome of her meeting with her father, Fred, for days. Despite her fears, she mustered up the courage to confront him about what she had discovered. On a stormy evening, she made her way to her father’s study, her heart pounding in her chest.
With a shaky hand, she knocked on the door and heard Fred’s voice asking the person to come in. Taking a deep breath, Stacy pushed open the door and stepped inside, ready to face whatever might come her way.
The feeling of the room as she entered
Stacy was feeling anxious as she approached Fred’s office. But as she heard his low voice, she felt a wave of calm wash over her. She took a deep breath and pushed open the door, stepping inside.
The atmosphere was somber and gloomy, but she didn’t give it much thought. Fred was seated at his desk and as soon as he spotted her, he called out her name. He asked in a gentle tone what brought her there.