ITS COMPLICATED
"Daddy?!" "Yes honey?""Where did my biological mother move to again?"I groaned, but not so loudly so my daughter would hear me. It was a quiet Sunday. I was in the kitchen, making us some sandwiches for lunch. She was in the living room waiting for me before putting on a movie. This was not a topic I wanted to discuss right now, but I answered her anyway."Minnesota."I could almost hear her roll her eyes. "I know THAT, Dad! I mean where in Minnesota?"I sighed. "Minneapolis. Or St. Paul. One of...