I was sixteen when I fell pregnant. He was seventeen. He shouldn't have found out. It was a coincidence that he visited the Kindergarten, I had put my son, in with his band. It wasn't supposed to happen. But it did, these things always find their way into the daylight. I don't know how he knew that George was his, but he did...
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I remember that night.
I remember it so clearly.
I can tell you where I was.
I can tell you what I was doing.
I can tell you what song was playing on the speakers.
I can also tell you how I felt when I found out.