The drive back from Indiana was quieter than the trip out.<\/p>\n
Not empty.<\/p>\n
Not hostile.<\/p>\n
Just exhausted.<\/p>\n
Margaret\u2019s cassette sat inside a plastic grocery bag on the floor behind my seat, wrapped in a dish towel as though forty-year-old magnetic tape could somehow be protected from the consequences it had already released.<\/p>\n
Rebecca rode beside me.<\/p>\n
Anna sat in back with the seven letters on her lap.<\/p>\n
No one suggested music.<\/p>\n
Every few miles, Rebecca asked one factual question.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Grandma Ruth ever apologize to you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Grandpa Henry?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot while he was alive.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Mom ever tell either of you she thought Dad knew?\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna answered that one.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot me.\u201d<\/p>\n
I shook my head.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot me either.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then silence again.<\/p>\n
We had made a decision in the caf\u00e9.<\/p>\n
No more assigning meaning to silence.<\/p>\n
If we needed to know, we would ask.<\/p>\n
The problem was that the people who owed us the largest answers were dead.<\/p>\n
Ruth.<\/p>\n
Henry.<\/p>\n
Carol.<\/p>\n
Thomas Mercer.<\/p>\n
Evelyn Mercer.<\/p>\n
Franklin Dale.<\/p>\n
They had left paper, tape, notes, altered forms, letters, and memories.<\/p>\n
But no living voice we could interrupt.<\/p>\n
No one we could force to clarify a sentence.<\/p>\n
So Rebecca turned to the two people who remained.<\/p>\n
Me and Anna.<\/p>\n
About forty minutes from Millfield, she asked, \u201cDid either of you ever wish I hadn\u2019t been born?\u201d<\/p>\n
My hands tightened around the wheel.<\/p>\n
Anna leaned forward immediately.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca looked toward me.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was fast.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt didn\u2019t require thought.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna added, \u201cNot once.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca watched the road.<\/p>\n
\u201cEven when everything fell apart?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou didn\u2019t make it fall apart,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know that logically.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is also true emotionally.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou didn\u2019t know I existed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat doesn\u2019t make your existence a problem.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna spoke from behind us.<\/p>\n
\u201cI was terrified when I found out I was pregnant.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca waited.<\/p>\n
Anna continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cI wished the situation were different. I wished Ruth had never interfered. I wished I were older. I wished I had money. I wished your grandfather wasn\u2019t in trouble.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her voice softened.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut I never wished you away.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca\u2019s eyes filled.<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n
That answer mattered.<\/p>\n
Not because it solved anything.<\/p>\n
Because she had spent too many days discovering that adults used fear to explain choices made around her.<\/p>\n
She needed to know fear had not meant rejection.<\/p>\n
A few miles later, she asked, \u201cDid Mom ever say she regretted adopting me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d Anna said.<\/p>\n
I laughed without humor.<\/p>\n
\u201cAbsolutely not.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca smiled faintly.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe would have fought a bear for you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat feels specific.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe threatened your middle-school principal over a science grade.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI remember.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe brought documentation.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTwenty-six pages.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna laughed softly.<\/p>\n
\u201cTwenty-six?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCarol believed in preparation.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca turned slightly toward her.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s where I got it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cApparently.\u201d<\/p>\n
It was a small moment.<\/p>\n
One inherited trait connected to Carol instead of blood.<\/p>\n
Rebecca seemed relieved by that too.<\/p>\n
When we reached Maple Street, dusk had started settling.<\/p>\n
The house looked ordinary.<\/p>\n
That had become almost offensive.<\/p>\n
How could the same porch, same mailbox, same maple tree continue existing when nearly every story inside had changed?<\/p>\n
Rebecca unlocked the door.<\/p>\n
We carried the letters and tape to the dining table.<\/p>\n
Then nobody touched them.<\/p>\n
I made soup.<\/p>\n
Rebecca found bread.<\/p>\n
Anna offered to help and was immediately told she was a guest.<\/p>\n
Rebecca corrected herself.<\/p>\n
\u201cActually, I don\u2019t know what you are.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna stopped.<\/p>\n
The remark came out more sharply than Rebecca intended.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna put down the spoon she was holding.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t need to apologize.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI do.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca looked frustrated.<\/p>\n
\u201cI hate not knowing what words to use.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen don\u2019t choose yet.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBirth mother sounds clinical.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt is accurate.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMother sounds like I\u2019m replacing Mom.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou aren\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca looked toward Carol\u2019s chair.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna\u2019s voice remained gentle.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can call me Anna.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat seems weird too.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen be weird for a while.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cAll right.\u201d<\/p>\n
We ate at the dining table surrounded by documentary proof of family dysfunction.<\/p>\n
At some point I realized none of us had eaten a proper meal since breakfast the previous day.<\/p>\n
Nobody mentioned it.<\/p>\n
Afterward, Rebecca opened her laptop.<\/p>\n
\u201cI want a timeline.\u201d<\/p>\n
I groaned.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI have lived this timeline.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat has not prevented you from forgetting dates.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna looked amused.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s right.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBetrayal from both sides.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca created a document.<\/p>\n
At the top she wrote:<\/p>\n
WHAT WE KNOW.<\/p>\n
Not what we think.<\/p>\n
Not theories.<\/p>\n
Know.<\/p>\n
That distinction mattered.<\/p>\n
She began with March 1985.<\/p>\n
Carol asks Anna whether she and Walter are serious.<\/p>\n
Carol tells Ruth Anna intends to make Walter stay if necessary.<\/p>\n
Below it:<\/p>\n
FACT: Carol later admits this was an exaggeration.<\/p>\n
Then the job offer.<\/p>\n
Proposal.<\/p>\n
Pregnancy.<\/p>\n
Ruth\u2019s investigation into Thomas Mercer.<\/p>\n
Threat.<\/p>\n
Anna leaving.<\/p>\n
Carol trying to help.<\/p>\n
Anna returning.<\/p>\n
Rebecca\u2019s birth.<\/p>\n
Letters.<\/p>\n
Margaret\u2019s attempt.<\/p>\n
Ruth\u2019s interception.<\/p>\n
Carol\u2019s attempts to contact me.<\/p>\n
Henry\u2019s ambiguous statement.<\/p>\n
Temporary caregiving.<\/p>\n
Final adoption.<\/p>\n
She stopped.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is insane.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
\u201cI mean written down.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cStill yes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThere were so many chances.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna looked at the table.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is the part I keep seeing.\u201d<\/p>\n
Not one chance.<\/p>\n
Dozens.<\/p>\n
One person almost spoke.<\/p>\n
Another frightened them.<\/p>\n
One letter almost traveled.<\/p>\n
Another adult withheld it.<\/p>\n
One phone call almost reached me.<\/p>\n
Someone else answered.<\/p>\n
One confession almost happened.<\/p>\n
Another crisis delayed it.<\/p>\n
The truth had not been buried once.<\/p>\n
It had been buried repeatedly.<\/p>\n
Rebecca added 1987.<\/p>\n
Carol almost tells Walter before wedding.<\/p>\n
Ruth threatens legal risk.<\/p>\n
Marriage proceeds.<\/p>\n
Then 1989.<\/p>\n
Carol contacts Anna.<\/p>\n
Then 1994.<\/p>\n
Evelyn and Ruth argue.<\/p>\n
Possible blood-type concern.<\/p>\n
Carol \u201cwants out.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then 1996.<\/p>\n
Henry learns full paternity.<\/p>\n
Then 1998.<\/p>\n
Carol visits Anna after Rebecca asks about baby pictures.<\/p>\n
2004.<\/p>\n
Thomas contacts Henry.<\/p>\n
Thomas sends statement and Anna\u2019s original letter to Carol.<\/p>\n
2005.<\/p>\n
Carol shows Henry the letter.<\/p>\n
2008.<\/p>\n
Henry writes secret confession.<\/p>\n
2009.<\/p>\n
Anna shows Carol the payment check.<\/p>\n
Carol obtains Franklin records.<\/p>\n
2010.<\/p>\n
June sends duplicate file to county archive.<\/p>\n
Then this year.<\/p>\n
Carol visits Anna.<\/p>\n
Rebecca begins searching.<\/p>\n
Carol asks Anna to delay.<\/p>\n
Carol prepares box.<\/p>\n
Carol becomes too ill.<\/p>\n
Carol asks me to find Anna.<\/p>\n
Rebecca stopped typing.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s the whole thing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d Anna said.<\/p>\n
Rebecca looked up.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe end is not the whole thing.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna pointed to the line mentioning Carol\u2019s final request.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is where she finally chose something different.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cToo late.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna did not soften it.<\/p>\n
\u201cToo late to repair the damage. Not too late to change what happened next.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca looked between us.<\/p>\n
\u201cMeaning?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf Carol had died without saying anything, would Walter have searched for me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
\u201cWould you have found Box 214?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEventually maybe.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe not.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWould you have called Margaret?\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJune?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe county archive?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna sat back.<\/p>\n
\u201cCarol could not make herself confess. But she did make sure the secret did not die with her.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared toward Carol\u2019s chair.<\/p>\n
That did not absolve her.<\/p>\n
Nothing would.<\/p>\n
But Anna was right.<\/p>\n
Carol\u2019s final act had not been silence.<\/p>\n
It had been direction.<\/p>\n
Find Anna.<\/p>\n
The shortest instruction capable of detonating forty years.<\/p>\n
Rebecca closed the laptop.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you forgive her?\u201d<\/p>\n
The question came to me.<\/p>\n
I looked at my daughter.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her face changed.<\/p>\n
I continued before she could misread it.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot yet.\u201d<\/p>\n
She nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you think you will?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna lowered her gaze.<\/p>\n
Rebecca asked, \u201cDo you forgive Grandma Ruth?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
That answer required less time.<\/p>\n
Rebecca almost smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat about Grandpa?\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at Henry\u2019s letter on the table.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is harder.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause he knew enough to stop something and did nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo did Mom.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut you loved Grandpa differently.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe wasn\u2019t the center of your adult life.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
I rubbed my thumb across a scratch in the tabletop.<\/p>\n
\u201cI think forgiveness is easier to imagine when the betrayal happened around the edges.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca nodded slowly.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Mom was the center.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna spoke quietly.<\/p>\n
\u201cForgiveness may not be the right first question.\u201d<\/p>\n
We both looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is?\u201d Rebecca asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you believe about her now?\u201d<\/p>\n
That stopped us.<\/p>\n
Rebecca stared at Carol\u2019s chair.<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe she loved me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes,\u201d Anna said.<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe she lied.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe she was scared.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe she sometimes used being scared as an excuse.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe she wanted to tell us.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe wanting is not the same as doing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe she was my mother.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna\u2019s eyes filled.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca turned toward me.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you believe?\u201d<\/p>\n
I thought about the hospital.<\/p>\n
Carol asking me to forgive her.<\/p>\n
The wedding night.<\/p>\n
The photographs.<\/p>\n
The cassette.<\/p>\n
The notes.<\/p>\n
Her handwriting.<\/p>\n
The life between them.<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe she loved me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca waited.<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe she wanted me before Anna left.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna looked down.<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe that influenced what happened.\u201d<\/p>\n
Neither woman interrupted.<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe she regretted it.\u201d<\/p>\n
I continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe she spent thirty-six years trying to protect the life she built from the consequences of how it began.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca\u2019s eyes filled.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe she was still the woman who sat up with you when you had pneumonia.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe she made me laugh nearly every day.\u201d<\/p>\n
My throat tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe she knew exactly how I took my coffee and never learned to load a dishwasher properly.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe I loved her.\u201d<\/p>\n
I swallowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd I believe she stole a decision from me that she had no right to take.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room became quiet.<\/p>\n
That was the first time I had said the word.<\/p>\n
Stole.<\/p>\n
Not my daughter.<\/p>\n
Not my life.<\/p>\n
A decision.<\/p>\n
My right to know.<\/p>\n
My right to choose.<\/p>\n
Anna\u2019s eyes were wet.<\/p>\n
Rebecca asked, \u201cCan both things stay true forever?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI think they have to.\u201d<\/p>\n
She considered that.<\/p>\n
Then nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat about you?\u201d I asked Anna.<\/p>\n
She stiffened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you believe about Carol?\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna looked toward the window.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat she hurt me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat she helped me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat she loved Rebecca.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat she loved you.\u201d<\/p>\n
I nodded.<\/p>\n
Anna took a breath.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd that I made it easier for her to keep lying.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI stayed away.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou were pressured.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI was still an adult later.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou were twenty.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot in 1998.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca sat back.<\/p>\n
Anna continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen Carol contacted me over the years, I could have written Walter myself.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is true.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca gave me a look.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou could pretend it isn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI promised no pretending.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cI had a marriage. Daniel. A life. I told myself reopening the past would hurt everyone.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou were afraid.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat sounds familiar.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna gave a sad smile.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt should.\u201d<\/p>\n
For the first time, she was not only a victim in the story.<\/p>\n
She had been wronged.<\/p>\n
Profoundly.<\/p>\n
But later, with time and adulthood and fewer threats, she had also chosen silence.<\/p>\n
Rebecca saw it too.<\/p>\n
\u201cWould you do it differently now?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhich part?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAll of it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat answer is too easy.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re right.\u201d<\/p>\n
She considered.<\/p>\n
\u201cI would call Walter after Ruth threatened me.\u201d<\/p>\n
I listened.<\/p>\n
\u201cI would tell my father no.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her voice grew steadier.<\/p>\n
\u201cI would keep you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca froze.<\/p>\n
Anna\u2019s eyes filled.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf I knew what I know now, I would keep you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca began crying.<\/p>\n
Anna did too.<\/p>\n
I remained still.<\/p>\n
This belonged to them.<\/p>\n
Rebecca asked, \u201cEven if Dad didn\u2019t come?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEven if your family fell apart?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEven if you were broke?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna\u2019s voice broke.<\/p>\n
\u201cI spent forty years telling myself adoption gave you a better life.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca swallowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt gave me my life.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat isn\u2019t exactly the same thing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna reached across the table.<\/p>\n
Rebecca took her hand.<\/p>\n
Neither tried to define what they were to each other.<\/p>\n
That was progress.<\/p>\n
Later, after Anna went upstairs, Rebecca remained with me.<\/p>\n
She stared at the closed laptop.<\/p>\n
\u201cDad.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI want a DNA test.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at her.<\/p>\n
Not because I doubted anything.<\/p>\n
Because despite every document, every eye color, every letter, she wanted one fact untouched by memory.<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re not offended?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know what it will say.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo do I.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why?\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca looked toward the stack of papers.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause every important fact in this family has somebody\u2019s handwriting on it.\u201d<\/p>\n
I understood.<\/p>\n
She continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cI want one answer nobody edited.\u201d<\/p>\n
I nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019ll do it.\u201d<\/p>\n
She exhaled.<\/p>\n
Then asked, \u201cWill you tell Anna?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you think she\u2019ll be hurt?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut you\u2019ll tell her anyway?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca smiled faintly.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n
No more guessing what silence meant.<\/p>\n
No more protecting people from questions we assumed they could not handle.<\/p>\n
The next morning, I told Anna.<\/p>\n
She did look hurt.<\/p>\n
For about three seconds.<\/p>\n
Then she nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cI want one too.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca blinked.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou do?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cFor the same reason.\u201d<\/p>\n
A week earlier, every adult in this family would have tried to control what another person knew.<\/p>\n
Now the three of us ordered the tests together.<\/p>\n
When the confirmation page appeared, Rebecca looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cTwo weeks for results.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cApparently.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s annoying.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cVery.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna smiled.<\/p>\n
Rebecca closed the laptop.<\/p>\n
Then looked toward Carol\u2019s chair.<\/p>\n
\u201cFor once,\u201d she said, \u201cwaiting isn\u2019t because anybody is scared.\u201d<\/p>\n
I nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
This time, waiting simply meant the truth was already on its way.<\/p>\n
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