“Hey, Lori! Guess what?” I grinned as I clicked on the email. “We finally got the results of Wesley’s DNA test.”
“Thank God,” Lori muttered. “Now we can find out if he’s really blood related to us. Honestly, Chris, I hope he isn’t. The idea of being his sister is too creepy, especially when Mark and I are trying to get pregnant. You know some of those scary traits can be passed on.”
I nodded. “I hear you. When I was little, I pretended not to know him in elementary school. I didn’t want the other kids to know I had such a weird brother. But then they threw him out of school, so I didn’t have to worry about it.”
“For setting those fires, right?” Lori asked.
“Mm, and other… things. But he always denied doing any of it. Said he was being set up.” I entered my password and clicked through the menus on the site. “I’m just glad they took hair because there’s no way I was gonna get him to spit in a cup.”
“He’d probably spit in your face!” Lori laughed. “Of course he denied it. Typical of psychopaths.”
“OK, he’s a quarter Irish and a quarter German, just like my test said.”
“Ugh,” Lori growled. “But does he match up with you in the relatives’ section?”
I scrolled down. “Hang on. He’s twelve percent Norwegian, eight percent Belizean, and… what’s this?”
“What???” Lori peered over my shoulder.
“He’s six point six six percent jackal.” I stared at the screen.
“Explains a few things,” Lori said, her breath hot on my neck. “Seriously.”
Written for Tourmaline’s Halloween Challenge. Image from Pixabay.
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