“Hi. Are you Michael? Could you have a daughter born in 1982 somewhere out there in the world? Yes? Oh, well then, I’m her. That’s me.” I spoke to my biological father today for the first time in my life. He knew I existed but didn’t know my name; I’ve known his for ten yearsContinue reading “Paternity Test 1, 2, 3”
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