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"I had noticed some similarities, but I always thought Alexander got more from his mother than me… So he really looks like me when I was younger?" wondered Frank.
"Yeah! I can already tell just by looking at him." said Amelia.
"Grandma…" said Alexander.
Amelia looked at her grandson with a gentle smile.
"Yes, dear?" she asked.
"You… look…. Like… papa…" said Alexander.
Alexander had a hard time speaking those words, he was still trying to speak eloquently but required more practice.
"I do? Fufu, of course, he came from my belly, so he inherited all my beauty." Said Amelia with a radiant smile.
Alexander eyes shone brightly, thinking "this person is the one that created my papa"! And quickly began to love his grandma for doing such a favor to him… of course, it was such an obvious and simple thought, but for the little boy it was very important.
