It had been nearly two weeks since the paternity test and Demi’s other blood tests, and there was no doubt in his mind what was in that envelope.He didn’t want to open it, afraid of what the papers would say.When he reached the house, he sat on the top porch step. He pulled out his pocketknife and slit the envelope open before closing the knife and sliding it back into his pocket.Cat came out of the house and quietly sat beside him. Demi wasn’t home from school yet and Cat had come over to help him get together some records that the IRS auditor had requested.He opened the paper, saw the results, and closed his eyes. It was there in black and white. Demi wasn’t his biological daughter. He hung his head as Cat took the papers from him.In his heart, Demi was his. But this would make it easier for Sally to try and take his daughter away from him.“I’m so sorry,” Cat whispered and put her head on his shoulder and held his arm, offering him comfort and he leaned into her.He’d known this was coming.
