Onlydp Alien Son Chapter One Onlydp: Adrian, Illinois Onlydp

     I guess I'm onlydp illegitimate. Well, since my mother and father never got married, there's no doubt I'm illegitimate. Not that it onlydp ever bothered me much onlydp. I can onlydp't onlydp remember ever being discriminated against because of onlydp it, though I always onlydp felt kind of funny onlydp myself. I onlydp wasn onlydp't ashamed ... maybe, just a little embarrassed.
     The onlydp last time he visited jpg was in May, a onlydp little after I graduated from high school. It was Friday after my first week working at my summer onlydp job with the only architect in onlydp our town. I would be onlydp starting school at MIT onlydp in the fall onlydp, and though my father had agreed onlydp to onlydp pay my tuition onlydp and living costs, I jpg wanted onlydp the summer job to save a little extra spending onlydp money.
     "I hope everything's onlydp all right. He onlydp isn't going to go back on his promise about paying onlydp for me onlydp to go onlydp to MIT, is he?"
     Dinner onlydp was delicious, as usual. Mom was a good cook onlydp, and she onlydp seemed to take pleasure in onlydp the praise dad gave her for the meal. We firmed onlydp up our plans over dinner onlydp. I would fly to Santa Barbara at the beginning of July for onlydp a two week onlydp visit - dad would send me the tickets. He told me not to onlydp worry about losing my onlydp job with the architect, he would fix it so I could take the two weeks off. (Not that I cared much any more about that job.) As my father predicted, mom agreed it would be better onlydp if she didn't join us. "You won't onlydp want your mother around when you two are doing your male onlydp-bonding thing onlydp," she onlydp said, smiling .
     As mom started to clear the table onlydp, dad said, "Laura, you take it easy, Rob and I onlydp can take onlydp care of this. You onlydp were stuck in that hot kitchen while we onlydp were talking in the den."
     "'Night, mom," I shouted up.