Ten-year-old Emma was nervous about her first day at a new school. She missed her old home, her friends, and most of all, the mom she had never really known a woman her dad said had passed away when Emma was just a baby. All she had was a single photo of her, smiling with bright green eyes. When Emma walked into her new classroom, she froze. Standing at the front of the room was her teacher, Ms. Sophia and she looked exactly like the woman in the photo.
Emma couldn’t concentrate all day. The resemblance was uncanny. When school ended, she ran to the car and blurted out, “Dad, my teacher looks just like Mom!” Her dad’s face went pale. “Are you sure?” he asked quietly. “Yes! You have to see her!” Emma insisted. The next morning, Dad went with her to class. When Ms. Sophia saw him, she dropped her coffee mug. “Jason?” she whispered. “Sophia,” Dad said, his voice shaking. Emma stared at them, confused. “Wait… you know each other?”
