Man Inherits Unusual Lake House, Then He Takes A Look Inside

Who I Am

“What you don’t know,” the voice continued, steady but sorrowful, “is that I’m your father.” The words slammed into Elliot like a physical blow. He blinked hard, as though the image might blur and vanish. But Walter’s voice pressed on. “Your mother and I were researchers. Scientists. Obsessed with weather. Obsessed with survival. And then… she died giving birth to you.”