"There shouldn't be any mistake. Her surname is Glenn... And there are people who look alike in this world, aren't there? What if it's a mistake? It's not too great to ask so suddenly, is it?"
Mrs. Johnny nodded, "Since they moved to Rose City, her body hasn't been well, and I haven't been in contact with her for a long time. I don't even know how she is now."
Mrs. Johnny sighed, "But if there's no relation, why would she... look so much alike?"
Mr. Johnny said, "Perhaps it's just a resemblance. This girl is so young, by generation Wanda Peters would be her grandmother. But the Davis family... as you know, only had one daughter, and she passed away early... How could it be possible?"
"That's true. Seeing that young lady at midnight, my heart was so startled, it's still beating a bit fast..." Mrs. Johnny patted her chest.
"Let's sleep on it. This matter... it's probably just our imagination."
