The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

There was a very large mirror in the bathroom.

She shed her outer garment and all her clothes until she was completely naked. Josie turned around, her back facing the mirror,

At her shoulder blade, there lay a birthmark akin to a cloud right in the middle.

Not only did it resemble Heather’s, identical in every way, but it was also in the exact same position, not a hair’s breadth off.

Josie stared at the birthmark for a long time, a memory suddenly surfacing from her childhood. She remembered chasing after Paul, asking, “Dad, why do I have a birthmark?”

Paul gently patted her head. “Do you find it ugly?”

“No, it’s just that I’m curious. Why do others not have it, but I do?”

was in bed with Dexter, she always deliberately covered her back. When he asked her about it, she simply said she didn’t like it from behind. It

had always respected her, never forcing

to finding your biological parents in the

nodded, then shook her head. “I want to stay with you. I don’t want to find

was comforted and laughingly

memory of the past, a pang

only when she opened her eyes again to see the birthmark on her back did she feel the reality of it all. This mark, which had been with

How remarkably similar we are. Even our eyebrows and eyes

saw Mark and Claudia, she felt an inexplicable sense of

identity all along, yet she

waiting outside for a long time, anxiously knocking on the door, “Ms. Jo, are you okay?”

replicate my birthmark exactly in the exact same manner when the only other person who knew about it was Pop? If I am real, why was Heather able to pass the DNA test? Dexter even did it once on his own. Am I a fake,

heavy. Someone has tampered with it. Heather alone couldn’t have done this. How many people does she have backing her up?