DeanMy brothers and I looked at the DNA test results in my hand. We had specifically had them checked three times, and they came back positive. That is to say, the man who is standing in front of us, right now and right here, is our father. How could that be?There's no way he is our father. No way.“Now, do you believe me?” he asked.We had offered him shelter and food over the week, just not in the main house, though. We have a few houses, apartments, and buildings that aren't occupied. We just decided to give him one of the apartments in order to sort out this DNA test thing. Today, we had returned with the results, hopeful that this would sort out this mess, but instead, it added to it.“You're wasting your time looking for an answer that's not there. I am your real father. What other way do I have to prove it? Logan suggested a DNA test, and we did this three times. Do you need a fourth time or something?”There's the snarky response I needed. Dad was that kind of person, someon
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