I Thought the White String in My Egg Was Something Dangerous—The Truth Completely Surprised Me

on?” I asked when she finally pulled back.

Desiree studied my face.

“You look so much like her,” she murmured.

“Nana?” I asked.

She nodded, then glanced at the man behind the counter.

“It’s all right, Samuel. I’ll take it from here.”

He nodded quickly, almost relieved.

“What’s going on?”

I frowned. “Why did he call you ‘the master’?”

Desiree exhaled slowly.continue reading …