'I am Rothsmith...' Jesse held his head and shook his head. He was having a mild headache. 'This is not what I expected... How would my fathe—Terry, respond if he knew?'
Even though he asked the question to himself, he had a very vivid idea of what he would do.
He had already stopped calling Terry his father, not even using the word stepfather.
"I know, this is a lot to take in, son." Jack stood up with the help of his cane and smiled. "If you don't mind, may I visit you tomorrow in your apartment? There are a lot of things I want to discuss with you privately."
"O-oh, sure." Jesse timidly said. He felt strange being called son by him, but he felt a strange sense of familiarity coming from him.
He thought there was no one who could understand him and what he had to suffer because of his disease. But now there was someone who also happened to be his real biological father. It was unreal.
