“At our family gathering, my sister handed out DNA kits as ‘fun presents.’ Three weeks later, my dad phoned, yelling: ‘What did you do?’ I replied: ‘I didn’t do anything, dad. But apparently, someone at that table isn’t who they claim to be.’ He hung up. Then mom called, crying. After that, grandma called and said: ‘Finally. I’ve waited 30 years for this call.’”
My name is Claire Bennett, and until last summer I believed my family’s worst habit was pretending everything was perfect….