Epilogue
Three weeks later
Thad frowned at Callista Ezax, his mother, as she was sitting on the sofa, wringing her hands. Sandy was by his side, but in ghost form. They’d agreed to at least start that way.
This wasn’t a conversation he’d been looking forward to. If it hadn’t been for Sandy insisting he had to talk to his mother, he’d have skipped it altogether. She never contacted him, so why should he talk to her?
“Thaddeus, you have to understand…” She sighed. “When you’ve been married a long—”
“No.” He could not be listening to some sob story about her being bored with her marriage. “You cheated on Dad, and not only that, you got pregnant with your lover.”
“Your dad knew—”
“Sorry, which one of my dads? The man I grew up believing was my dad or the sperm donor who so kindly insemi
