“Mom!” Candace screamed the moment she saw Claire.

But the little girl soon stopped in her tracks. She frowned, taking a few steps back as she faced the woman.

Who was she? She was not Mom. But why did she look like Mom so much? Candace was anxious while staring at the woman before her.

The smile on Claire’s lips stretched. She walked forth and crouched down before the little girl, “What did you just call me, sweetie?”

“I... I’m sorry,” Candace hid behind Cody, “I recognized ...