This is AnnieM's lovely Anybody's Baby.
Since I've posted a few already, guess Tricia's for the next one
Here it is again:
Same chin.
Same nose.
Same ears.
Same mouth.
Same warm, softly pleading, deceptive eyes.
He began to speak but she didn't hear a word he said. She couldn't do anything except stare at his practiced expression. She could see nothing but deceit in his face. Hear nothing but lies in his low, sonorous voice. She wanted to shut him up, tell him that she knew and demand a reason for his lies, but she held her tongue.
Wendy
