Man Inherits Unusual Lake House, Then 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. He blinked hard, as though the image might blur and vanish.

But Walter’s voice pressed on. “Your mother and I were researchers. Obsessed with the weather. Obsessed with survival. And then… she died giving birth to you.”