My MIL Secretly DNA-Tested My Son – When I Found Out Why, It Exposed a Secret I Thought Was Buried Forever

That truce ended in the strangest way possible.

It was a lazy Saturday. Billy was playing with dinosaurs when he looked up and spat. Then he giggled.

“Billy, what are you doing?” I asked.

“Spitting!

It’s fun, Mommy!”

“Did the kids at kindergarten teach you that?”

He shook his head. “No. Grandma made me spit in a tube.

It was fun! And I got a sticker.”

“A tube?” My stomach dropped.

I smiled at Billy, but inside I was screaming.

That night I told William. He looked uneasy.

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