I squinted, searching for some small difference between them, but the only thing I could spot was a slight height difference. It was eerie, and my heart sank deeper into suspicion. Jack’s voice cut through my thoughts, snapping me back to reality. “Heather? Are you okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” I forced…
. A few feet away, a man bore an uncanny resemblance to George, her late husband. Her heart skipped a beat. It couldn’t be George; he was gone, a chapter closed in her life. The man casually browsed through the shelves, unaware of Hailey’s stunned gaze. Beside him stood an older woman, Martha, unmistakably the…