They sit next to each other and I stare at them. Examining their faces side by side. Every line, every smile, every detail. They are much more alike than they care to admit. Peter is trying to teach his dad something about downloading pictures into his computer. Dad looks at me with his kind blue eyes, and I smile at him. I see Peter’s calm demeanor when I look into my father-in-law’s eyes. I fight the urge to tell them how alike they are. I know they won’t agree.
K~B
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