Eyes brimming with tears, twisting my hair intensely, I blurted out “Daddy, was I a mistake?”
Slowly, he put the newspaper down on his lap (to stall for time, I’m sure). “No, darling. You were a, uh, delightful surprise.”
Hmmm. Even at the tender age of 6 my olfactory system was developed enough to smell a fish.
There is a 10-year age difference between my sister and me and 7 years between my brother and me. Because of that, I’m fairly confident the conversation the night of my conception did not go like this: “Ken! Send the kids to the neighbors, light the candles and hurry — I’m ovulating!”
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