Isabella was contemplating how to slip away when Andrew happened to walk up to her. He was pushing a shopping cart containing some daily necessities and snacks.

 

"Asher, it's time to go home," he said, reaching out and scooping the child out of the playground, directly placing him in the shopping cart.

 

With one hand pushing the cart and the other arm around her waist, he said, "We've got everything, let's head back."

 

"Okay," she replied, following him towards the checkout counter.

 

After they had walked a distance, the woman suddenly slapped her forehead, finally recalling. "Isabella, the one I saw just now looked like Isabella."

 

"Are you seeing things?...