Chapter 14
Christopher
Even though Jessi told me her son was nine months old, there was no way to be sure she was telling the truth. Her answers were vague at best, but the resemblance between me and that baby was undeniable. His eyes were exactly the color of mine and his hair color was the combination of mine and hers. His smile was broad like mine and his chin even had the same small little dimple mine did whenever he smiled.
But I had no proof other than that.
I had nothing other than how much I looked like Caleb.
“Come on, girls. Turns aren’t this hard,” I said.
“Maybe if you gave us a break, we could get it down.”
“And maybe if you ate before you came to work, you’d have the energy to withstand the requirements of the job. Do the turn right, then you can sit down,” I said.
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