“I think I can help find your brother,” Anne said.
My friend had taken me by surprise. I gripped the phone tighter. “How?”
“From a search engine that publishes people’s names, addresses and phone numbers online.”
I hung up the phone feeling conflicted. I knew I needed to stay realistic, but a part of me felt a glimmer of hope. My life depended on tracking down my brother.
Four months earlier, I woke one morning with blinding back pain. A quick Google search indicated a kidney infection. I went in for a checkup, thinking I’d be prescribed antibiotics and be on my way. But 30 minutes into
