When we got there we knocked and about two seconds later Jeff answered the door. Instantly mine and Chris's breath caught in our throats. Not because he was cute (which he was) but that up close he looked just like us. Same hair, same eyes, features, almost as if we were female versions of him. It was on Jeff's mind too but the idea was impossible. We shrugged it off both thinking the same thing "there's no way he's our dad, mom told us he was eight years older than her when she was pregnant and Jeff was only older by a few days. 4 to be exact." Once he shut the door the first words out of his mouth were where is your mother. We told him that her and Frank were getting us some water. We wanted to make sure he wasn't a stalker or someone we didn't want our mom to see again. But after talking to him for a little while we realized he was just as nice as his character on t.v, nicer even. Then there was a knock on the door and Jeff got to his feet and answered it. As soon as he did there was a huge goofy grin on his face one that told us that the feelings our mom had for him were mutual.