"Mommy, Uncle Jason says he'd like some Bourbon," said my son, Zachary Moore.Looking at his innocent face, I suddenly realized I had been reborn. I rushed toward the girl sitting at the corner of the table and hugged her while crying."Cassie, I'm so sorry. I can't believe it took me this long to recognize you. My precious child, I'm so sorry...""Mommy, what are you saying? I'm your son," Zachary said as he pulled me away,He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving up and down. Before long, a flush spread across his face, a sign his heart condition was about to flare up.Yet, I could not bring myself to care about him now. My attention was all on my daughter, Cassie Hepburn. Even though she was five, she looked smaller than a three-year-old child.She wore loose, faded clothes without a hint of color, clothes that had clearly been worn for years. They probably would not have even let her wear these clothes if it were not for this family dinner at the restaurant. In my memori
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