It was a text from Mr. Anime Even if I got probation, I’d lose my license to practice law. I didn’t know what evidence the had on us; it didn’t matter. My eyes widened. I was an adult who knew the full might of the California legal system was about to batter into my family. Her head slid between my legs, her blonde pigtails brushing my inner thighs. My fingers rubbed at my smock. “Shit,” I muttered and stepped back. Ed was all grins outside the judge’s office. Blood tests would be taken to prove that the children were all his, and that they were all biologically related. I didn’t know what evidence the had on us; it didn’t matter.
