Donna
Nervous, listless and sleep-deprived, that's how I stood in front of the window, watching the wind sway the trees outside. I called Jess, but she didn't pick up or call me back.
My son sleeps peacefully, he has no idea how crazy his mother's life is. I ran my hands through his hair and now it's impossible not to look at him and remember Mikhail, the eyes, hair, nose and mouth are almost the same, very similar and I don't know how long I can bear to keep this secret.
I was going over some things on the computer when Jess called me.
"I was in the shower, what happened? Is everything all right?"
"Yes, everything's fine. I mean... Mikhail and I were alone today and you have no idea how similar Dominic and he are. They're so much alike." I cried without needing to hold it in, fee
