Full Summary:
What would have happened if Bay & Daphne were twins? Not only were Bay & Daphne switched at birth, but so were the twins, but to different families. What happens when the families that took home the babies learn they aren't related? How does the Kennish-Vasquez families deal with learning that the girls they raised, besides Bay & Daphne, aren't theirs? How did the other babies grow up?
Ijana & Seaja:
Ijana:
Born Oct. 22, 1995, originally to Kathryn & John Kennish, I grew up with Mayla & Samuel Blondson. They named me Ijana Renee Blondson. Because both sets of families had red hair, nobody ever thought I didn't belong. I always believed that I was born to the right parents. I never thought that the hospital had screwed up, in a big way.
We moved away from Kansas City when I was four. Dad was transferred to an Army Post in South Carolina. I loved growing up on Fort Marshal. My best friend was Emmaline Holden, though our mom's didn't really get along. My mom thought Claudia Joy was a little too nice for comfort. And Claudia Joy didn't think my mom was disciplining me enough. But both moms agreed that Emmaline and I were good friends for each other. We always balanced out each others moods, even when we were mad at each other. So it came as a shock when our world turned topsy turvy.
I had never given blood in my life, so when a car accident sent me to the hospital, they had to test my blood to see what type I was. Both my parents were B+. It turns out that I was A+, something that couldn't be right. My father was overseas when all this happened. My mom called him and told him that a DNA test was run to see if there'd been a mix-up after the accident. The test came back that I wasn't biologically related to my parents.
So, who was I related to? And how did the other girl grow up?
Seaja:
Born on Oct. 22, 1995, originally to Regina Vasquez and Angelo Sorrento, I grew up with Cory & Elizabeth Baker. They named me Seaja Cora Baker. Because my father had black hair, nobody really asked why I looked different from my mother or brothers. I always believed that I was born to the right parents. I never thought that the hospital had screwed up, in a big way.
My parents had only been visiting Kansas City on vacation. My mom had been told by her doctor that she was allowed to fly. They'd only been in the city for three days when my mother went into labor. My parents were originally from San Diego. So after my birth, they rented a car and drove home, mom couldn't fly anyways.
I lived with my mom, dad & two brothers until I was ten. Then everything changed. We were on our way home from dinner when a drunk driver smashed into us. We were all taken to the hospital, but only I walked out. The rest of my family was dead. Two days after the funerals and I was placed in the Foster Care System. A month later and I was living with the Adams-Foster family. I never went back to another Foster home. I stayed in the house for two years before being officially adopted. I gained two brothers and a sister.
When I was fifteen, Callie & Jude were adopted into the family and a long buried truth that nobody saw coming came out. The Baker's were not my biological parents. The hospital had made a mistake. And now we all had to sit with this information. Who were my biological parents? And were they still alive?
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