“Simmy teaches you a lot, huh?” He nodded his head and choked down the food he was chewing. “So much stuff, and he taught me to pray and be close to God. I wish Sim was my real dad.” “Awe, baby. He’s an amazing dad… Did he tell you about his daughter?” Elijah nodded and popped a few fries into his mouth. “Yes. He says she’s in heaven and looking down over us. Sim doesn’t make me feel bad when I wet the bed.” He hung his head, and I lifted his chin. “It’s not your fault. One day, you won’t wet the bed… when you do, it’s our little secret, okay?” “Okay.” He offered me a smile. “Ms. Blair, I
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THEY ARE YOU REAL PARENTS BABY BOY—FUCK YOUR DONORS!
