(Amelia)
I read the headline again, hoping I'd misunderstood it. I hadn't. The picture had been taken in the hospital atrium, and whoever posted it had managed to catch Ethan looking directly toward Nathaniel. There was no way to pretend the resemblance wasn't obvious.
I opened the article.
It didn't name Ethan, but it didn't need to. It called him a young boy seen with Nathaniel Cross and questioned whether he could be a previously unknown child. The writer mentioned how much they looked alike. My hands started shaking again.
"Mom?"
I closed the article at once.
Ethan stood at the end of the hall with Nathaniel behind him. He was holding his dinosaur book against his chest. Nathaniel looked at my face, then at the phone in my hand. He understood before I said anything.
"Go get the
