A Cure for Loneliness
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- What is this? Such a stupid joke? - my husband asks coldly, looking away from the envelope he’s holding.
- It’s just a DNA test. Agree—that it’s abnormal for every Tom, Dick, and Harry to think it’s their duty to doubt that Misha is your son. It’s gotten to me!
Our situation would be funny if it weren’t so sad. When my father-in-law added the prefix “Japonchik” to the name “Mishka” the first time, we laughed. Yes, we did. But over time it stopped being funny for us. Misha grew up—his face swelled from childbirth gradually smoothed out, but his eyes stayed narrow.
- So you wanted me to confirm my fatherhood? - Here’s what it says, El—Mishka is not my son at all.
- It’s just a DNA test. Agree—that it’s abnormal for every Tom, Dick, and Harry to think it’s their duty to doubt that Misha is your son. It’s gotten to me!
Our situation would be funny if it weren’t so sad. When my father-in-law added the prefix “Japonchik” to the name “Mishka” the first time, we laughed. Yes, we did. But over time it stopped being funny for us. Misha grew up—his face swelled from childbirth gradually smoothed out, but his eyes stayed narrow.
- So you wanted me to confirm my fatherhood? - Here’s what it says, El—Mishka is not my son at all.
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