“And have they?” Rosemary asked, even though she wasn’t entirely sure whether she wanted to hear the answer.
“Oh, yes,” he replied. “You are very strong…which is why you should be here with us.”
Here with…. She let the thought trail off, mostly because allowing it to take hold in her mind seemed truly horrifying. “I am not ‘here with you,’” she retorted. “I came here because I wanted to meet my father — if that’s even what you are,” she added with narrowed eyes as she glanced over at Gerald.
“That’s easy enough to prove, isn’t it?” he said. “Just a cheek swab. You wouldn’t even have to go anywhere.”
“Exactly,” Daniel put in. He held up a hand, palm facing toward the ceiling, and on it appeared an honest-to-God home paternity test in its box, with a happy-looking man and young boy on th
