HE SAID “I’M NOT YOUR REAL DAD”—AND MY SON’S ANSWER BROKE ME
I always thought that being a parent was about biology—DNA, bloodlines, all that legacy stuff. But then I met a kid named Max, and everything I thought I knew got rewritten. It started the way most major things in life do: quietly. I was twenty-nine when I met Trisha. She had this firecracker laugh and … Read more