While scanning for a good spot, Amy’s heart suddenly skipped a beat. She saw her father. “No way,” she muttered in disbelief. Lisa, confused, asked, “What’s wrong?” Amy pointed towards the water. “That’s my dad. He told me he was on a business trip in New York.”Her father stood in casual shorts and a T-shirt,laughing with a much younger woman who didn’t look much older than Amy herself. Lisa tried to reason with Amy, suggesting it might be work-related, but Amy wasn’t convinced.
She quickly called her mom, trying to sound casual. Her mother reassured her that her dad was in New York, but Amy’s suspicions grew. She snapped a picture of her father and the young woman, sending it to her mom with a simple message: “Dad?” Mom’s calm voice when she called back surprised Amy. She confessed, “I know who that is. That’s his daughter.” Amy was left speechless. “His daughter?” she asked, her mind racing. “What do you mean?” Her mom explained that her father had a daughter from an affair years ago, something they had hidden from Amy.
