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“I heard Mom say she wanted to know what you guys would do if my sister came around even though you’d told her not to.” Stacey glanced at me, and then at Jenna, before turning back to her parents. “I hadn’t really thought about whether or not I had any brothers or sisters. I hadn’t really thought much about my biological family at all. But when I heard that I had a sister and she was looking for me…” Stacey shoved her hands into her pockets.
“This is something we need to talk about,” Elliot said. “You, your mother, and I. After we discuss what you did.”
Stacey shook her head. “I’m sorry for making you worry, but I needed to think about how you two have been lying to me my whole life. Adopted. A sister. You two always went on and on about honesty, and you’ve been hiding all this from me?”
Roberta reached out and took her daughter’s hand. “I’m so sorry. We were scared that you might want to find them, that you’d want to leave us and be with them.” She looked at Jenna, then at me, a glint of determination in her eyes. “This young lady,” she gestured to me, “is Rona Quick. She’s a private investigator that came to your father and me on behalf of your sister.”
I gave Stacey an uncomfortable smile and a little wave.
“Roberta,” Elliot hissed, glowering at his wife.
“I’m doing this, Elliot,” Roberta said firmly. “I won’t lose our daughter because we’re too scared to tell her the truth.”
“You’re my parents,” Stacey said, her voice softening. “You’ve raised me, and you love me. You won’t lose me just because I have a bigger family.”
She wrapped her arms around Roberta, and a moment later, Elliot got up and joined the embrace. Feeling like I was intruding, I looked over at Jenna, who only shrugged. We might be able to slip away now, but if we did, Jenna might miss actually being introduced to her sister. As Roberta stepped back, she wiped her eyes and smiled at Jenna.
“Stacey, this is your sister, Jenna Archer. She’s been wanting to meet you for a while.”
Jenna stood up, and I saw her hands shake as she rubbed her palms on her jeans. I couldn’t hold back the smile as she moved forward to greet the first of her siblings. Hopefully, the other introductions would be a lot less eventful.
