I Didn't Sign Up for a Sister-Wife
On the day of our daughter's full-month celebration, Harvey McKinzie walked onto the stage holding the hand of his widowed, heavily pregnant sister-in-law.
"Honey, to be honest with you—my sister-in-law's baby is mine."
His parents followed behind, looking completely unapologetic.
"We're the ones who made it happen. We drugged them. Our oldest son may be gone, but the family can't be without an heir.
"Harvey is taking on the responsibility of carrying on both family lines—it hasn't been easy for him. From now on, you need to take good care of Lydia and the child she's carrying."
The sister-in-law, now eight months pregnant, glanced at me shyly.
"Jennifer, we're sister-wives now."
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