Daddy, can we invite my real dad over for Father’s Day dinner

why does my daughter think you’re her ‘real dad’?”

Daniel winces.

“That part… is my fault.”

Emily looks at him, surprised.

Daniel kneels down so he’s eye level with me.

“Last week she asked me why I keep coming over,” he explains. “She said, ‘Are you my other daddy?’”

My stomach tightens.

“And what did you say?”

Daniel sighs.

“I told her… ‘I’m your real uncle.continue reading …