Gemotions

The discovery left Martha cold. The woman who raised her wasn’t her mother. The man she thought was her father wasn’t her father. It was as if her entire life was a carefully constructed lie. She tracked down her biological father, a man named Robert, a successful lawyer in a bustling city. She arranged a meeting at a posh restaurant. She played the part of a polite and interested daughter, asking questions, feigning warmth. Robert, oblivious, talked about his life, his family, his success. Martha smiled, a thin, tight line. Later, as she watched him walk away, she smiled again. It was a darker smile this time.