"Apparently?" Freddie all but growled. His fists clenched and he glared at Sergievsky for the comment after. "I did tell you Maureen looked like her. You didn't believe me. What about now? Believe me yet? Of course you don't. You wouldn't believe it even if Florence showed up and told you herself."

He'd been able to forget about this for a while. About the fact that Sergievsky flat out thought he was crazy because of what he knew about things back home.