Biological Father: Chapter 7

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

That second day after finding out happen to be my Birthday which meant I would have to see my mother. I hadn’t spoken to her since I got back from my Grandma’s and I really wasn’t ready to but I didn’t have a choice. Dave had already prearranged for her to watch the kids while he took me out to dinner and a movie. When she arrived at our house I said as little as possible. I couldn’t act like nothing was wrong but I didn’t want her to start questioning my mood. Thankfully we left right after she arrived. My Aunt made it very clear that she knew 100% if I confronted my mom she would flat out lie.

I had decided that I was not going to confront my mom until after I had made contact with Mike. For some reason I felt that if I talked to her first she would spin something or do something to keep me from contacting him and I didn’t want that. I just hadn’t figured out how to go about contacting him. I could write him a letter, but how would I know if he got it or not and what if one of his kids opened it, that just seemed to risky. I could show up at his house, but then that seemed too aggressive. This man had no idea I existed and I was not out to ruin his life. I finally decided the best course of action was a phone call. Now I just had to figure out when I was going to make that call and what I was going to say. I knew I needed to do it fairly soon before I lost all my nerve.

The day after my birthday was a Saturday so I decided that would be the best. Most likely he would be home, not working. So at 10 that morning I grabbed the phone and headed into Dave's office for some quiet. I dialed the number with shaking hands and rehearsed lines. The phone begins to ring and all I wanted to do was hang up. I pushed through the fear and let it continue to ring. Finally after what seemed like an eternity a female answers the phone. If I had to guess I would say it was his daughter because the voice was too young to be a 40 something women. I asked for Mike in my most adult, professional, in control voice I could and the girl says hang on.

After another eternity he gets on the phone:

Him: This is Mike

Me: Hello Mike my name is Jessica Wilson and you don’t know me but I believe you know my mother.

Him: Who is your mother?

Me: Donna

Him: Yeah, I used to know her.

Me: Were you the Mike that was married to her?

Him: Yes

Me: I have recently been informed that I was adopted and I’m trying to find my biological father. I’ve been told that is you.

Him: (very quickly) NO

Me: Can I ask how you are so sure?

Him: It’s not possible

Me: How do you know it’s not?

Him: Because she wasn't knocked up when I left!

Me (a little angry) Are you sure? When did you leave?

Him: I’m not going to have this conversation.

Me: Like I said before I am just trying to figure all of this out, is there a better time we could talk about this?

Him: NO

And he hung up.