One Secret That Should Have Remained One
We went to my grandmother’s for Christmas dinner like we did every year and my uncle drank too much, and kind of hinted that he had an affair with my mother. A couple of months and two dna tests later we found out my sister is actually his daughter.
My dad never spoke to his brother again. And of course, my parents got divorced. And I needed a lot of therapy… and chocolate. Gosh we are trash!