DNA Testing Be Damned

I just got off the phone with Jeff (Whitener). Starla’s son. He’s in North Carolina to collect some money that’s coming to him. I can’t help but wonder if he still thinks that I might be his father. Starla and I had a big blow-up over it, because she told Jeff that she still thought he was mine, DNA testing be damned.
I need to talk to him directly about this. He’s a great kid. I could certainly do worse if he were my son. But he’s not. That doesn’t mean we can’t be friends. But we need to keep this in the proper perspective.