"Around that time, Carl, your father and my twin brother were already in cahoots. Do you happen to remember the day when I rescued you, your mother and your sister from them?"
"That was your work?" he says.
"That car that came to get you. It was not a taxi."
"I distinctly recalled a lady cab driver."
"That cabbie was no lady", says Stella, smiling...
"So my mother already knew..."
"We had been meeting together, your mom and I for some months. It took a little time and planning, you see..."
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