I don't know why nobody ever wanted me.For real, I mean. My parents died when I was eight, and I spent the next ten years hopping between foster homes. Let's just say, they barely did me any favors. Now I'm done with school, degree in hand, and... I've got nothing. No job lined up. No apartment, once the lease runs out. Nowhere to be and no one to be there with. Except... well... I do have DNA test results from a genealogy website. With close...