“Yeah,” Stanley Batton replied.

“I think she's related to the plum flower birthmarks on the back of our children’s hands,” Xyla Quest said.

“Yeah,” he uttered.

“That’s why I think she was telling the truth. My instincts tell me the same,” she added.

“Yeah.” Appearing to be lost in thoughts, Stanley said very little, and seeing him this way made her a little curious.

“What is it?”

Stanley gently hugged her before holding onto the book in his hand. “I just feel that all this is getting stran