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“I’m so sorry, Anya.”
“Thank you. But you have done what you can for me. You delivered my letter. Now all I can do is wait and see if he will forgive me. If he will come and see me before I die,” she said.
I wanted to ask her about the other child, but Anya didn’t need to relive that one as well. And since there weren’t any photos or signs that there were children in this house, I could assume it ended the same way.
The guilt of lying to her was causing me to become physically ill. “Excuse me,” I said, rushing from the room and making it to the bathroom just in time to vomit in the toilet. After I washed my face and headed back to Anya’s room.
“Are you okay?” she asked.
“Yes. I think it’s the jetlag that has me. Not used to traveling like that and I didn’t get any sleep on the flight.”
“I’m sorry. You should sleep. Don’t worry about me. I’ll be right here when you get up,” she said.
That was her idea of a joke because Anya no longer could get out of bed on her own. Well, maybe she could if wanted to, but that was just another thing she had given up on doing for herself.
Giving up on life altogether.
Mayson had no idea that his mother was holding out just for him and Orion. And unless I could think of something to say, he might not ever come and see her.
I put the bell beside her bed and said, “Just ring for me if you need anything.”
“All I need is to see my sons. What you need is sleep,” she said.
I nodded and left the room, but I knew damn well, sleep wasn’t something I was going to do. Crying in my pillow was the plan for now. It won’t fix anything, but maybe a good cry will help.
Anya, you and I need the same thing. Mayson.
CHAPTER 18
Mayson
“Mayson, I can’t remember the last time you came to play cards with me. This is a real treat,” Grandmother said.
“And I can see that you still cheat,” I teased.
“I do not cheat. I might just forget what cards I have in my hand,” she said, trying to explain her way out of it.
This was perfect. I knew how to broach the subject. “At least you don’t say that it was someone in your dreams that made you do it.”
“Mayson, that is ridiculous. That is not how they work,” she said.
“Grandmother, they don’t work at all,” I said, prodding her to talk more about them.
She put the cards on the table and became all serious. “You do not need to believe in them. But don’t tell me they are not real. They always are right.”
“Well, I guess I can say that one of them was,” I said.
“Which one?” she asked.
“The one about Crystal,” I reminded her.
“I never had a dream about Crystal,” she said.
“Of course you did, Grandmother. You told Orion that we were going to have a visitor who was going to change our lives forever. I know it can’t be about Kathy, so it has to be Crystal,” I said.
“Mayson, I know my dreams, and if it was Crystal, I’d have known as soon as I met her,” she said firmly.
I could tell that she was getting upset and I shouldn’t push her, but I had to ask. “Grandmother, do you think that visitor is my mother?”
