"Reality is different. If I'm supposed to be the father of this family, maybe it wasn't sent to me. Maybe it was sent to either of you."
"Father of the family?" Zoe asked, spinning around towards him. "What do you mean, Dad?"
"Wait, you think that I'm supposed to be your father?" Jon asked.
"Well, yeah. Why wouldn't I?"
"What about me?" Linda asked. "You don't remember who I am either?"
Zoe looked confused. "You're my sister. Linda. Right?"
Linda and Jon exchanged worried glances.
