“Your DNA matches theirs… but not as their father. These boys are your half-brothers.”
My half-brothers.
“Are you telling me… my father is their father?” I said.
By the time I arrived, my hands were quever so badly that I had to take a few deep breaths before pushing the door open.
Nancy was in the kitchen, chopping vegetables for dinner. She turned and smiled when she saw me.
“Hey, you’re back early. Did you get the results?”
“Did you sleep with my father, Nancy?”
She turned pale. “W-what?”
“You heard me.” My voice was eerily calm. “Did you or did you not sleep with my father?”
I—” Her mouth opened and closed like she was gasping for air.
“Don’t li:e to me,” I concerned.
“I didn’t know!” she finally choked out. “I swear, I didn’t know!”
“What do you mean you didn’t know?”
