said.
“Half-brother,” I said. “Yes.”
“And Dad,” Luke said. His voice cracked on the word. “Dad’s not my dad.”
“No,” I said quickly. “No, honey, that’s not true. Dad is your dad. He is. In every way that matters.”
Luke opened his eyes, his expression hardened.
“Except the one way,” he said.
I had no answer.
Part Six: How It Happened
“Tell me,” Luke said. “All of it. From the beginning.”
And I told him.
I’m Sarah Whitman, forty-seven. I teach fourth graders at Kansas City’s Border Star Montessori.
Mike
