\u201cIt feels like yesterday,\u201d I replied, excitement bubbling up. \u201cIt will be fun to see everyone again.\u201d We spent the next few weeks talking about the reunion, reminiscing about our high school days, and wondering what everyone else had been up to. \u201cDo you think Sarah will be there?\u201d I asked Tom one evening. \u201cI hope so,\u201d he said. \u201cIt would be great to see her again.\u201dThe night of the reunion finally arrived. We walked into the venue, excitement buzzing in the air. The room was decorated with old photos and school colors. Laughter and chatter filled the space as we greeted old friends. \u201cAngelica! Tom!\u201d someone called out. We turned to see Sarah, an old classmate from a humble background who had been close to us during our school years. \u201cSarah! It\u2019s so good to see you,\u201d I said, hugging her tightly. \u201cI\u2019ve missed you both,\u201d Sarah replied, smiling warmly.As we caught up, Sarah showed us pictures of her children. \u201cThese are my pride and joy,\u201d she said, her eyes shining with pride. \u201cThey\u2019re beautiful,\u201d I said, smiling. \u201cHow old are they now?\u201d \u201cEmily is eight, and Joshua is ten,\u201d Sarah replied, beaming. \u201cThey keep me busy, that\u2019s for sure.\u201d Tom looked at the photos and said, \u201cYou must be so proud, Sarah.\u201d\u201cI am,\u201d she said, her voice filled with love. \u201cThey mean the world to me.\u201d As I looked closer at the photos, my heart skipped a beat. There, on the neck of Sarah\u2019s eldest child, Joshua, was a distinct birthmark identical to the one my husband has.<\/p>\n
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