Josefina shoved Oliver away and quickly retreated a step. "Look, Oliver, it's getting late. You should head on home."

Oliver watched Josefina make a break for it, his lips curling into a mischievous smirk as he continued to close the gap between them. She ran, he chased; it was a game she couldn't escape.

Hattie stepped out and called to Josefina.

"Josie, I've got a pot of chicken soup simmering in the kitchen. Fancy a bowl?"

Without hesitation, Josefina blurted out, "Yes, I'll have some." She had to take the soup, or Oliver might end up devouring her instead.

Hattie, always the polite hostess, extended the invitation to Oliver. "Oliver, would you like to join us for a bowl?"

but Josie says it's late and I should be heading home." Josefina fell

Oliver left, Hattie and Josefina strolled back to the

eyes were filled with remorse as she gazed at her daughter. If

world to make up for the lost time. "How could they mix up three babies? What the heck happened at the

father when the labor pains started, and we found a hospital for the birth. Right after you were born, there was a commotion about a child abduction. Then there were

was off. "The hospital's security

nurses from

They needed to find those people from back

involved. My daughter suffered because of them, and I won't let any of them get

agitated state. "Mom,

ask the chef to whip up a plate of pasta for you? Or maybe you'd prefer some fried rice?

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