Chapter 27: I Saw My Mom

Three years later. It was a sunny day. The air was filled with the scent of fresh grass, white smoke spiraling from the chimneys of red-walled houses. A black limousine came slowly from the distance, followed by a line of motorcars, two four-wheel motorcycles at the front, and parked at the river bank. Reginald sat in the car, and beside him was an adorable child with short hair, dark eyes, fair skin, and naturally upturned eye corners, and he was simply the spitting image of Reginald. Josephine...