I got home after a long day, and my parents were waiting for me in the living room. "Catherine, sit down. We need to talk," my father said, looking quite agitated.
"What's going on, Dad?" I asked tiredly. I had worked all day, gone to college at night, and all I wanted was a hot shower and some sleep.
He looked at my mother, then back at me. "There’s something we’ve been hiding from you for 18 years." My heart skipped a beat.