Bad Choice

I had a secret I had been carrying around for years. And I hate to admit it but it had been one of my fears. My son might not be our child. My last single night out, I went wild. I wasn't ready for the stripper to part ways. I wanted to see if he could work with what he had just displayed, so I gave him the key to my room. I figured what's the harm of one last fling but now that last fling has complicated things. I never once thought it could cost me my ring. My husband just went to get a DNA test from Walgreens. -L' Mo