Deep Cover (2013)

Or maybe she had sneaked away to start a new life  —  after all, she had changed her name once before, which was why it took so long for the social worker to locate her. Over the years, my social worker explained, my birth relatives had published my birth name several times in family obituaries: ‘‘survived by a granddaughter, So-and-So.’’ I might never have learned my name or met my birth family if I hadn’t ended up in the hospital in Rhode Island in 2007, after traveling to a trifecta of malaria hotspots: Mali, Egypt and Colombia.

Source: www.nytimes.com