Shannon’s POV.
My world tilts. It feels like a red-hot poker has just been slammed into my chest. The sound that leaves me. Is broken.
“What? What do you mean you are not mine or Shane’s father? I don’t believe you. This isn’t funny, dad.” I say but the look he is giving me is telling me he is telling the truth.
“It is, look, let me tell you everything without interruptions and you will know the truth. But it’s not pretty and I’m not proud of it.” He says softly and I look from him to Beard.
“You knew this too?” I ask him and he nods his head.
“Only me, Ranger, and your mom know this,” Beard says and I bite my bottom lip. So I have been lied to all my life?
“Before we start, Stinger said to ask you about Dolly. Who or what is Dolly?” I ask, looking between both of them. I have calle
