My Husband Suddenly Volunteered to Take Our Daughter to School — Then She Let Slip His Strange Daily 10-Minute Detour

After 18 years of marriage, I thought I knew Adam. So when he volunteered to take our daughter to school—something he hated—I didn’t question it.

Then Ellie mentioned, “Dad always stops somewhere first.”

The next morning, I followed him.

At a gas station, a frail woman emerged from behind a dumpster. Adam handed her something, his touch gentle. My heart pounded.

That night, I confronted him. His secret?

“She’s my sister,” he whispered.

A DNA test confirmed it—Lisa, given up for adoption at birth, had found him. She was homeless, alone.

We took her in. Our kids embraced their long-lost aunt. We found her a job, a home.

Adam wasn’t hiding an affair.

He was giving his sister a second chance.