I had seen naked pictures of his father from before he was born. Those were the only ones his mother had. The man in the pictures looked greasy and slick, with a mustache left over from the 70s; gazing into the camera with what he thought passed for seduction. She said his name was Tony Martin. But as with so much else she had told me, I had no way of knowing if this was true.
When the boy was one she died, taking all her secrets with her.