She reached for the door of the cab but the attractive man beat her and opened it.

She thanked him before she climbed in the cab and certainly not understanding why she bothered, she added, “It’s funny but my mother’s name is Roxanne King and from old pictures I see I do look like her. So maybe it was an honest mistake.”

There was no mistaking the excitement in his voice nor the way he seemed to bounce on his feet as he exclaimed, “Oh my gosh! No wonder I thought you were Roxanne!” He seemed to search her face before asking, “It has to be the same Roxanne, lived around here about thirty years ago. I mean, it isn’t a common name.”

“Mm, sounds like it’d be her. I know she did live here back before I was born.”

It appeared the man couldn’t stop smiling nor shaking his head as if in disbelief. He asked, “How is she?”

“Oh, she’s fine.”

Stephanie slid into the cab and the man bent down speaking through the open door, “Is she living around here now?”

Not sure exactly who he was despite her intense feeling of familiarity, Stephanie didn’t want to give too much information. She pushed aside wanting to share more details because of the strange instant connection to this good-looking man. Instead, she merely nodded.

“Well, can you tell her Stefan sends his best regards, and so does Andy?” He gave her another of those wonderful smiles then looked extremely serious as he added, “Please tell her, please. It’s very important. Stefan and Andy.”

Shocked, Stephanie couldn’t reply. She stared at him, her mind working overtime. Hearing those two names had sent a shiver of excitement down her spine as she realized who he reminded her of. Perhaps she read too much into it—but all the same. She carefully studied the man and noted he seemed about the same height as her twin brother, Drew, but this man was leaner and athletic. He also had blue eyes whereas Drew’s were gray like their mother’s. But her own were a very similar blue to this stranger’s. This man also had blond hair, the exact shade as hers, while her brother’s was more mid-brown like their mom’s.

Could it be? Lost in her thoughts, Stephanie suddenly realized he’d spoken again. “I’m so sorry, I missed what you said.”

“I just asked that you not forget to tell her. And tell her...” He appeared to think what he should say. Finally he spoke, “Tell her we’d truly love to catch up with her. Tell her we both really miss her, we always have.”

More puzzled than ever she could only reply, “Um, yes, I will.”

Before he could say anything else, Stephanie spoke with the driver. “Kensington, please.”

Then she nodded to the man as he shut the door. The smile on his face could have lit up an entire street. The cab drove off leaving Stephanie filled with excitement, and so much confusion. Oh, wow, did I just meet my father? She glanced back, the man still stood on the curb watching the cab disappear. His huge grin still shone on his face as he lifted his cell phone to his ear.