'Mother, you have to tell me the truth and tell it to me now!' Henry said as he stormed into his mother's room.

'Henry, what is the problem?' Celestine asked, scared at the mood she saw him. She had just come from playing with her grandchildren and was in a very happy mood and had planned on a having a little rest before her son stormed into her room.

'Who is my father!' he bellowed.

'Wha..what?' she asked, taking by surprised. She had not expected him to ask that question. She had hidden it from both her children but it seemed that someone had not upheld his own part of...