rogerio and adoption

so i finally made it to rogerio's mom's house where i will be staying until my departure from rio. what happned was i waited at a bus stop for 6 hours because he told her the wrong time. no worries. yeah, i was just stranded in curitiba, a huge city in brazil with no way to access her or anyone i knew.
anyway-
she picked me up and i had the shittiest excuse for fast food i have ever had. went home and stayed up for a couple of hours talking with rogerio's mom, who is of course, dying of longing to see him. i tell her all the things he says and does, that he wakes up every morning singing, that he quit smoking, that he wakes up every morning at 6:30 to do lifeguard training, that he has so much respect for her becuase she raised her four kids in a hostel-like environment. he's grateful he is wise and has seen more in life than people his age, that he wants to be a good father because his wasn~t. he confided in me that he was adopted . he told me one night that only one other person knows and i, of course, was honored that he chose to tell me. he said he told me because he always admired how openly i admitted to being adopted to everyone. he is ashamed because everyone sayd he looks so much like his fater that he doesn~t want anyone to know. i told him it never entered my consciousness at any moment in my life to be ashamed about being adopted. he cried and told me he loves me like a brother (not a sister).