When my daughter’s kindergarten teacher called, I felt my chest tighten. She said my little girl had been hitting classmates. Mortified, I rushed over, ready to discipline her.Kneeling down, I whispered, “Why would you do that?”Her eyes brimmed with tears. “They were talking about Daddy’s other family.”I froze. Kids and their wild imaginations, I told myself. I forced a smile and brushed it off, but the words sank deep into my bones.
My Daughter’s Whisper About Daddy’s ‘Other Family’ Unraveled the Secret Life He Tried to Hide
