No Longer A Finnegan

My heart thumped wildly, with joy, with disbelief. This was the evidence that had been missing. The evidence that could clear me of the attempted vehicular manslaughter charge. Rainey made a guttural growl like a caged beast. ‘Rainey Finnegan, or should I say—Rainey Foster? You and your mother have deceived the Finnegan family long enough. It’s time to put a stop to all the lies.’ Stunned gasps and whispers erupted among the guests. It took me a few seconds to locate the cause of the commotion. Grandpa was pushed out in a wheelchair. I almost cried out loud. Giles placed a restraining hand on my arm. I stood stock still, holding my breath. The man pushing the wheelchair handed a microphone to Grandpa, who clutched it in his bony, tremoring hands. ‘Dad.’ Rainey stepped towards him. ‘Don’t!’ Grandpa’s wheezing, phlegmy voice boomed. ‘I’m not your father. You and your mother lied to me for thirty years. I was a fool, an idiot.’ He raised a shaking finger, pointed it at Rainey’s nose. ‘You