Daddy’s Other Kids: My Son’s Question That Shook Me

It started like any normal Tuesday. I picked up my five-year-old, Tim, from kindergarten, and on the drive home, he casually said, “Mommy, can we go back to the playground near Daddy’s other house? I miss his other kids.” I froze. “What other kids?” I asked, laughing nervously. He explained that during my recent work…
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