How could he not see the resemblance? I wondered. She was a carbon copy of her father. He had to see it, if not him then surely Louis or any of these boys who knew him better than anyone. With her standing so close to him, it was impossible to miss. "Bye!" Harry waggled his fingers at her, and I didn't say what I'd come to say, to tell the father of my baby he had a child. I left. Copyright©2012Creative Commons (CC) Attribution