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earth.
Nancy, his vivacious, beautiful blonde wife was leaving. Despite
all of the hours of pleading and begging, she coolly informed him of her
intention to move to the other side of the country. When she had found out
the truth, she had ranted and raved, then threw things past his head, in a
flurry of unconscious movements. It had been the worst scene in the history

of their twenty year marriage.
Just when he had accepted his life with her again, just as they had
found that love again, and were quite content, the past had come back to haunt
him. The past, one in which he thought was long buried, came back to interfere
with his foreseeable future.
It had came in the form of a very real life, twelve year old girl, a
girl who had claimed to be his daughter. One in which he did not even
know had existed, until she had decided to show up at his front door to
locate him. The little girl, whose chocolate colored hair and chocolate
covered eyes resembled the woman whom he had not seen in years.
Her features could not possibly have been mistaken for being
belonging to anyone but her, the woman he had once loved with every
ounce of his soul, the sweet youth, then the bitter woman she turned out
to be, his one and only Cheyenne. But, beside those fundamental facts,
he had not been able to wrap his mind around the possibility, that there
had stood proof of his infidelity.
She had come knocking on the front door, just as supper had been
served on the fine pieces of china, and placed on the table. Nancy had always
knew how to put on a production with the fabulous foods she prepared with
her grandmother's recipes. Those plates had been in her family for centuries.
And, that had been why he had been stunned when she launched them at him
after the big shock.
All he could do was stand there stock still as the twelve year old girl
blinked innocently up at him, just as her mother once did. Her face forever
etched in his brain, heart shaped, winged brows, a high forehead, the most
thinnest lips he had ever seen, and when they opened he still could not believe
when she asked him the question that ruined his marriage.
"Sir... Please... You must not tell on me... I just had to see.. Had to
know... Are you my father?"
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His confusion, and anger had him wanting to deny the truth, he
wanted to slam the door in her face, to tell her to go away, and never
darken his entryway again. But, before he had a chance to do anything,
to shut out the ugly truth, he found out that he had the thought a few
seconds too late.
Everything

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