The two prior times in my life I had experienced shock and terror—my parents’ accident and Jacob’s illness—it seemed an impossible affront that people were going about their daily business and that in fact no one’s life had changed but mine and those of people I loved. Here I was again. Except a parent’s death, shivering over a child—these were common experiences. You could say my father died or my baby’s sick to just about anybody, and they would respond with compassion and understanding. But how about: I just found out that my dad wasn’t my biological father and that apparently I come from
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