Seeing Kimberly there, different thoughts ran through Tom's mind at the same time, and glancing at his father who was staring at Kimberly in disbelief, Tom suspected that they were having the exact same thought.
It couldn't be coincidence that they had just been informed of Lawrence's daughter who would be visiting and here was Kimberly.
How could Kimberly be his grandfather's daughter? It did not make any sense. Or maybe it was not entirely nonsense seeing how Dawn looked like him. It could that the Hank gene had flowed from her to her daughter, Tom mused as he met her gaze.
"Hello, Thomas! I'm relieved you're here. I'm sorry I'm barging in on your family this way, especially at this time of the evening," Kimberly said politely.
Tom noticed that her face looked plain and puffy as though she had been crying, and he guessed it was because of Lawrence.
