Alpha Zach

Three hours later.

"Is she your kid?" Asked a lady, whose eyes had been on me, since I and Francesca made our way into the grocery store.

I nodded, while Francesca who was grabbing some candies, threw them into the cart, and stopped just to place her hands on her hips, as she stared at the woman in a carefully tentative manner.

"You look like her elder brother, and not her Dad." It looked like the lady wasn't going to drop it.

Shoving my hands into my pants pocket, I shot her a tiny smile. "Yeah, I get that alot."

"Uh, Paapa?" Francesca called out to me. Just...