"If you need help finding your son, just say the word." Julie offered.
"Thanks, Julie. It's already enough that you don't blame me for how Aubrey was treated." She straightened up to leave.
"What are you talking about? Angel means a lot to our baby. She has become more compassionate ever since she met him and besides, I know you would never treat her that way. I still want to get that doppelganger and rip her wig off."
The mention of a wig did nothing but increase the number of potential suspects. Avery muttered her thanks and left before she gave in the urge to point this out.
"So we are not just looking for blond women with similarities to me. They could be brunettes for all you know. All we know for sure is that they have to be about my height." She pulled at her hair. "How many women check this box? Millions?"
