"Maggie? What's going on?" "I'm sorry it's so late but I really need to talk to you. It's important." He opens the door to let me pass. I head straight into the kitchen and sit down at the table. He follows me and takes his seat on the bar stool at the kitchen counter. He finally gets a good look at me in the light.
"Oh my God Maggie. What happened to you? You have blood all over your clothes and your face is beat red and swollen. You look awful." "Is Robert my Dad?" I ignore his concern and get right to the point.
"What?" "Is he? Just answer me and please tell me the truth." I have never been this straight forward with him before or disrespectful. But I need answers. Now.
"Maggie, what on God's green earth are you talking about?" "Mom told me that she cheated on Dad and that I'm not his daughter." I have never in my life seen this man get angry. He slams his fist down on the kitchen counter and starts cursing like a freaking sailor. "I can't believe that woman! She was warned never to mention this to you.
