And just like that, the color drained from Jack's face, and he swallowed deeply.
"I- how-" He was somewhere between confused, angry, and deep in his chest, scared. The last he heard, this girl was thirteen. His son was just going on ten. But here she was, all grown up. And this kid- as Jack looked at him some more, he could see the resemblances.
She was too upset to be lying.
He was shocked into stagnance, a look of horrified recognition on his face.