Early the next morning Carl and Veronica are in bed wrapped around one another. Bradley is standing on Carl's side of the bed looking at him. He pokes Carl back a few times until Carl turns over to look at him. "Hey buddy" Carl picks the little boy up. "You ready to eat breakfast?"
Bradley smiles shaking his empty sippy cup.
"Okay, let's wake mommy up so she can get you something to drink and cook." Carl is rubbing Veronica's hair. She didn't waste any time sliding her robe on and walking to the bathroom. As soon as she closes the bathroom door. Carl hugs Bradley. "You look exactly like me when I was around your age. I knew the moment that I saw you that was my son. But I want to be one hundred percent sure. But regardless of what the results are. You will always be my son." He stop
