by: Bobbie J. Laughman

“It’s like looking in a time-travel mirror. She looks exactly like me. Well, except for the part about her being a girl. If I’d been born a girl, I would have looked just like that.”

Kimberly was listening to her temporary table companion sputtering in astonishment, but still kept her smiling eyes on her freckle-faced daughter, who was taking charge of the restaurant’s play area, directing the other children in a game, whether they wanted to play along or not.

Unable to take his own eyes off the child, Stephan had to go with the obvious question, knowing the impossibility of what he was asking.
“Is she mine?”

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Story by – Story Man

Mallory sat on her bed, staring out at the blowing palm trees, a smile crept on her face.  Today would be one year since her entire life had changed.  A black car pulled up the driveway and Mallory finished buttoning her blouse and as she picked up a card off the nightstand she ran down the stairs to the front door.  The envelope read, “Happy 1 Year My Love”.

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