“You knew my mother?”
Kimberly couldn’t believe that this stranger knew her mother. How is that even possible? She wondered, but immediately shook off that thought. She wanted to know more about her mom from someone else other than her dad, who only told her how much her mom loved her and how she would’ve loved to see her grow into the woman she is today.
“Your mother?” Alan asked, sounding even more surprised this time.
“Y-yes. She was my mother.” Kimberly quietly replied, her brows furrowed in confusion.
“You’re trying to tell me that you’re not in any way Hailey?”
She nodded in reply this time, not trusting her voice as she was now aware that this stranger mistook her for her mom because she was her spitting image from head to toe.
Kimberly had lived with that pain everyday she li
