“Leonardo Hayes,” I repeated, looking at this stranger, before I looked at Alexander, expecting an explanation. When none was given, and he just stared at me with a bored look, I looked back at the stranger. “But you’re supposed to be–”“Out of the country?” he completed, straightening to his full height, and he was almost as tall as Alexander. “That’s what I told Alexander to tell your father.”I looked at this man, at his silver hair that fell just on top of his shoulders, tied on the top, at his black eyes that looked soft, at the crow’s feet beside his eyes that told me he smiled a lot. I looked at his lips, and there was a small smile there. He stood tall, with wide shoulders and a broad chest. He looked… young, like he was just approaching fifty. How can a man like this birth a grumpy, non-smiling Alexander?“He took after his mother,” Leonardo said softly, as if reading my mind. He scoffed. “Well, in looks only. His mother smiled, laughed, and cried a lot. Alexander is just hi
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