Rising to his feet, he took Mia’s hand and stood there in shock as the woman walked toward them.
As the woman neared the pair, again Mia broke free from her dad, who was too shocked to notice she was no longer holding his hand.
Running toward the woman, Mia wrapped her arms around the woman’s waist and cried, “Mommy! I knew it was you!”
The woman looked down at Mia and smiled, and then looked up at Sam, apologetically. “I wish I was your mommy,” she said.
They meet again, Sam was about to ask the woman forgiveness for his daughter’s eager embrace but when the man she was with turned around, he was stunned.
It was an old friend, Clive, whom he hadn’t seen since Jennifer’s funeral.
Sam stood there speechless, while Mia still tightly grasped the woman’s waist.
Clive looked ashamed and grabbing the arm of the woman who looked like Jennifer, he said, “We have to go!”
The woman snapped back, “Sam, why are you being so rude to this little girl?”
The bigger question was why was the woman, who looked like his deceased wife, calling his friend Sam?
Finally, Sam found the words and started expressing his confusion.
“What’s going on here, Clive? Who is this…lady?” he asked.
Responding in his place, the woman said, “I’m Sam’s wife,” she said, running her fingers through Mia’s hair. “I’m Jennifer.”
The little girl shouted, “Daddy, I told you so! It is mommy!”
“Mommy?” the woman said, gently touching Mia’s face. “I do wish I was your mommy. I always wanted a little girl…I was going to call her…Mia.”
“I’m Mia,” the child said, adding “And you’re my mommy, and that’s my daddy!”
“It’s not what you think. I didn’t plan it, it just happened,” Clive said.
“What happened?” Sam asked.
Clive explained that after the accident, the car Jennifer was driving was so badly burned that they weren’t able to identify the body.