A Family of Three No More

At the family banquet, my wife Catherine insisted on giving her first love Fred’s child a home.

She even publicly announced that Fred’s child was her child.

Even the photos on the big screen had been replaced with pictures of Fred’s child.

But my child was gone, and no matter how frantically I searched the entire hall, I couldn’t find my child.

I could only rush onto the stage and demand to know why our child had become someone else’s child.

But with red-rimmed eyes, Catherine begged me:

“Albert, Fred’s child is my child too.”