…5 years agoThe building looked similar to ours , the difference were the toys found on the lawn next to the front porch and the dog sleeping beside the front door. Father never let us adopt a pet, he always told us that they constituted as nuisance, I always wanted a cat , a small pet to love , on our 1st year anniversary, Brian, my boyfriend then ,got one for me, father wouldn’t just give in. He later had to return it .I walked anxiously towards the door, the dog lifted its head , barked and laid down back. I made a sigh of relief as I knocked .No answer. I knocked harder fortunately, a pretty girl opened. “ Hello, can I help you?” She questioned with a smile on her face while I stared at her features.My heart raced and my palms became sweaty when I noticed the birthmark at her shoulder blade . I had one , Stan had one. Father always boasted about the natural identification mark , God had somehow bestowed on his lineage.“Hey, are you alright?” I heard“Yh “ I whispered.“I
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