He had died in a car accident.
Suddenly, an older woman with a baby blocked her path.
Nancy’s heart wasn’t ready when the woman, Amanda, revealed the baby in her arms was Patrick’s child.
No, it can’t be! Patrick was a loving husband. He would never do this to me!
Nancy drove home with the baby, took Patrick’s hair strands from his hairbrush, and went to a hospital.
“Hello, I’d like to get a paternity test done,” she told the receptionist at the counter.
“OK, ma’am. Normally, it takes a few days to get the results,” the woman said.
“Can it be done quicker?” Nancy asked. “I’ll pay extra.”
“Well, we do have expedited service.
“I’ll take it,” Nancy replied. .
The woman handed her an envelope and walked away.
“This is the truth, and I’ll have to accept it whether I like it or not,” Nancy thought as she opened the results.
Her head seemed to spin when she read the words, “Paternity rate – 99%.
The door opened with a creak, and Nancy’s eyes widened when Amanda stepped out.
“You?” Nancy asked.
“How…how did you find me?” Amanda stuttered.
“I was trying to find my husband’s…” Nancy paused. “His other woman. I wanted to return her baby.”
“The woman who lived next door… died a few days ago. She had a heart attack when she learned about your husband’s accident. Emma is no more.
