"I wished that you would be my father." It was a very simplified explanation of her wish. The full truth might have been too jarring for Jon.
"That's impossible," Jon said. "I clearly remember your mother giving birth to you. I was there."
"My mother? You mean Bethany, right?" she asked. Bethany was her mother in the normal reality. She assumed that it was the same way in this new reality, but now that she thought about it, maybe it wasn't.
"Bethany? No, that's not your mother," Jon said. "Your mother is ..."
