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I doubt that.
Sudden shrieks echoed from outside. Curious, I hesitated, but didn’t move.
“I want you to meet my sister,” Jesse said, practically bouncing off the bed.
“I already have.”
“Not that one, my other sister,” he said with a grin, signing the words dramatically.
I froze. Other sister?
I followed him quickly, my strides long and purposeful. He never mentioned another sister.
I stopped in my tracks as my gaze landing on fiery red hair.
Abigail?
No, it couldn’t be.
She was a woman now. Fiery red hair, luminous skin, and sharp, familiar eyes. She was laughing, signing animatedly with Em. Jesse stood beside them, jittering with excitement like he couldn’t contain it.
She turned toward me, and stared. Her gaze locked with mine. For a breath, neither of us moved.
Who is that?she signed.
I signed back.Natasha. You’re gorgeous.
She smiled, hesitant, polite.
I wanted to hug her. Desperately. This girl had once been in my life, a bright flame who lit up every corner of our lives.
Now, she had no idea who I was.
Thanks for saying that. Nice having you both here. I have to run, see you later,she signed smoothly before turning and walking out.
Jesse chuckled while Em blinked after her. “What wasthatabout? I was still talking.”
“You know Abby. Probably heard one of her pups cry.”
“Still. I haven’t seen her in over a year and she just rushes off.”
I retreated back to the room before I lost my composure. Abigail was alive. Thriving. She had grown up, and I hadn’t been there.
She was at least seven years older than Siskia and Hunter. I shouldn’t think about them.
But I did.
Jesse stayed in the lounge, chatting Paul's ear off like they hadn’t seen each other in decades. Then came more excited squeals from Em, and I silently prayed:Please, not her mom. And definitely not her dad.
Not that I truly believed Jason would come down here. But still.
“Oh, you’re back. Why’d you run off, Abs?”
Abby had returned.
Then I heard it.
“Hey, hello, young lady, and who’s this?”
