“The result changes what you are to Bruce. It doesn’t undo what you did to me.”
Douglas began the legal process, and Bruce stayed with me while we arranged gradual visits.
When we told him Douglas was his biological father, I answered the questions that belonged to an eight-year-old. The rest stayed with the adults.
A few weeks later, Douglas arrived for a planned visit.
“The result changes what you are to Bruce. It doesn’t undo what you did to me.”
Bruce stopped beside me before I opened the door.
“Do I have to go live with him now?”
I crouched beside him. “No one’s suddenly taking you anywhere. Whatever changes, we work through it together.”
He nodded and reached for his jacket.
I opened the door. Douglas stood outside.
I stepped aside and let Bruce go to his father.
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