Chapter 79

Mark's frown deepened and his eyes swept up and down my frame for almost a minute before he burst out, "I may have amnesia, but I'm not stupid. How could I possibly have such a young mother? How old am I?" I couldn't help the laugh that bubbled up my throat. I was sad that he lost his memory but it felt really good, too good, to have him back. To listen to him throw his blunt statements without a second thought. Turns out his memory is the only thing he lost afterall. Thank God. I don't think I would be able to handle him if he turned out to lose his memory and become dense on top of that. He still had his wits around him. I took a seat beside his bed and he shifted, now sitting up. "Of course, I couldn't have given birth to a son as old as you. I'm your stepmother." I couldn't tell know why I kept at it but it was fun. I guess I wanted to utilize this opportunity that I have. Right now, I was just a random woman and he was just a random man - might be a bricklayer, a policeman, a drun