MEL POVI stood beside the kitchen counter, half of my attention on Nonna, who was going on about her grandmother's cookie recipe. The other half was focused on the envelope peeking out of a cabinet drawer.The DNA results.I knew when it had arrived yesterday, as Nick and I had been feeding the horses when a mail bus drove into the estate. Nonna had received the package, and as she had promised, when I walked into the house, she didn’t mention it.But right now, looking at where she had hidden it, I felt the urge to just take a peek. I knew what it would say, but I still felt uneasy.“Mellisia.” Nonna rested one hand on her hip and gave me a knowing look. “Are you going to help me with the cookies or just gaze at nowhere?”“I am sorry.”“Here.” She walked to the cabinet and brought out baking pan. “Prep this.”“Yes, ma.” I nodded and picked up a baking sheet. “Like this right?” I asked, laying the sheet in the pan.“Good.” She nodded and went back to her kneading.When I looked up at
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