“It's okay. I just got here myself,” I said. I stood up and faced them, unsure of what to say or do. Alex held his mother's hand, looking at me with uncertainty as if trying to figure out if I was a good stranger or a bad one.
“Are you really my dad?” he asked me.
I wasn't sure how to answer the question. I still had my doubts that he was my son. This could be some kind of ploy on Ellen's part to get child support out of me even though I wasn't her kid's biological father. Though I don't think I believed that since knowing my financial situation, it would make her one of the stupidest people I've ever met and I knew better. One thing I've always given Ellen credit for was her intelligence.
“Did your mom tell you I was your dad?”
The boy nodded.
“And do you think your mom would ever li
