After a few minutes of silence, Flynn exhaled deeply, cleared his throat, and then began, ''I don't know if I can say something like this but... I have heard a story like this before," Flynn glanced at Tara who sat upright, wiped her tears, and gave him stares that were full of hope.

"That child... she is not our baby," Flynn pointed at Beverly who was still sleeping peacefully on Elle's thigh.

"W...what do you mean?" Tara glanced at Flynn then Melanie who sat close beside her.

This lady had always been a sort of comfort to her ever since they were in high school.

"It's a long story, but...