48 That child from the airport

“I knew it!”The memory of their chance encounter at the airport restroom resurfaced in Marc's mind. The coincidence of meeting Kayden again brought a hint of surprise to his expression, though it quickly shifted back to focus on the swing. “Do you have a father?” He asked before pressing further. “What if I don’t?” Kayden replied, not wanting to give a direct answer. “If you don’t, then my brother is your father. Come to think of it, it's not just his looks, you are very intelligent just like him too. I know you’d love to meet him just as he’s curious about knowing who you are.” Despite the unexpected connection, Marc's attention swiftly returned to the task at hand which was ensuring Kayden had a thrilling swing experience. The peculiar resemblance between Kayden and his brother lingered in his thoughts, but at that moment, his sole focus was on propelling Kayden higher on the swing. As Marc and Kayden lingered near the swings, Kayden noticed Marc's talk about