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As the men slept, I got on the phone and sent my daughter an email. "Dear Christy," the words stayed on screen for well over a minute before I gained the courage to continue. "Do you know who Suzanne is? Your father started mentioning that name; she's someone from his past? I have never heard of her, but then again, I was never someone your father could confide in." I paused for a moment to gather my thoughts. Would Josh have told Christina? Maybe. After all I had no idea that she held his medical power of attorney. If he trusted her once, hopefully he could trust her again. "Any help is appreciated. Love, Mom." I hit send and went to bed.
The next day I awoke to a knock on the door. Glancing at the nearby alarm clock, I saw it was nearly noon. I reluctantly crawled out of bed. Looking down, I was still only wearing a t-shirt and underwear. That would have to be acceptable for the postman or whoever it was. More likely then not, it was a concerned neighbor wondering about the extra vehicle on my property.
"Surprise," said a sweet, innocent voice.
"Christy?" I heard the voice of my daughter before my eyes fully focused. When I saw her face I nearly cried. "How did you get here? Did you drive?" No that was impossible. "Did you fly? How's Chloe, is she with you?"
"Hi, Mom." Christina rushed in for a hug, her baby bump, squishing between us. "We have a lot to talk about."
I could tell she knew who Suzanne was, and the knowledge was breaking her heart. "Yeah, we do."
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