I never imagined that the man I loved, the father of my child, would look me in the eye and doubt that our baby wasn’t his. But there I was, sitting on our beige couch, holding our tiny son while my husband and his parents hurled accusations like kn:i:ves. It all started with a look. […]
It all started as a joke—a playful dare I gave myself on my last birthday. I was curious, really, about what my DNA might reveal. I figured I’d find out a few quirky details: maybe some Viking ancestry buried deep in the mix, or a handful of distant relatives scattered across Europe. I didn’t expect […]