Knuckles
I wasn’t sure how to feel after hanging up with Clara. She had sent me a picture of Stone, and I could easily see what everyone else was seeing. He looked just like me. But was he mine? It was a possibility for sure. I had been with other women before Jay. Not many, but there were a few. And by the time he was born, there had only been one other. I told Clara I didn’t remember who she was, only that she had been a club girl. However, that wasn’t true. I remember everyone I have been with. And she had been a club girl from another chapter. She and I had been together for a night. But, again, that still didn’t make me Stone’s father or her his mother. I needed more information. Before heading up for our trip this weekend, I also knew I would need to have a conversation with Jay. I
