My 16-Year-Old Son Slept at His Best Friend’s House Every Weekend—Until His Mother Called and Revealed Both Boys Had Been Lying for Eight Weeks, Hiding Something

my best friend look so frightened.

« Denise? » I whispered. « What does it say? »

She didn’t answer.

Instead, she sank into a chair and pressed the paper against her chest.

Nathan stood beside me, crying silently.

Finally, Denise looked up.

« It’s from Michael. »

Cole’s father.

The man who had disappeared from their lives nearly two years earlier.

Her voice trembled as she began reading aloud.

« Denise, I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness. I left because I was ashamed of what my life had become.

I thought staying away would spare you and Cole the burden of watching me fall apart. »

She stopped.

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Tears rolled down her cheeks.

« Please, » I whispered. « Keep reading. »

Denise swallowed.

« I never meant for Cole to find me. When he did, I begged him not to tell you.

I was wrong to make our son carry my secrets. »

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