My Parents Saw My Son And Knew

the substance of my threat, though I doubt he ever would. If a child was born from that pregnancy, he or she is mine.

Below that was his signature.

Not a copy.

Ink.

Mom gripped the back of Dad’s chair till her fingers bent.

There was more.

Attached was a second document, handwritten, clearly older.

A list of dates.

Motel receipts.

Two account numbers.

And one continue reading …