Page 107 of Bleed Me

I grabbed her hand, kissed her warm palm, and held it to my chest again. “I know where I buried my sister.”

Her eyes widened, then more tears slid across her face. “You remembered.”

Sharp pain radiated through me, but I kept talking like I knew I should. “The one night I had spent with Saph, and then had fallen asleep. When I picked her up to carry her to my bed, somehow, her blonde hair and the nature of the night reminded me of a time with Jenny. A time I had carried her, too.”

Knowing I would insist on being the one to carry Sapphire, Justice muffled a sob. “Oh, Giver. And tonight, when you carried her?”

For a few seconds, I relived what had just happened…

Then I broke down.

I cried.

Most importantly, I finally told someone.

Some memories keep beautiful moments alive. Other memories feel like an invisible weight that no one can see, but you feel that heaviness all the time. It is not easy to speak of such moments, but I am so glad that I did.

Justice’s red watery eyes were filled with pride. “Jenny and Saph are seeing you through, Giver.”

Silently, my shoulders shook. My heart shook… And I cried harder.

Now, it was my wife who pulled my hand to her lips and gave it a kiss. “I found news articles about Jenny missing. I was worried she had been kidnapped and was still alive somewhere, but Dick told me not to search.” She took a deep breath. “He wouldn’t tell me where you buried her.” Her eyes studied mine. “Another article suspected—accused—your mom of coming into money, suspiciously.”

Wow. That is why Delilah didn’t want me back with my mom. She figured it out.

My wife had waited for me to remember and find my Jenny. “Babe, when we choose the home that will be ours for the rest of our lives,” my voice cracked, “please don’t judge, but I want to move Jenny and Saph there.”

Silence…

“James Gunn Dalton, I think that would pay such honor to two beautiful souls.”

I tried to catch my breath. “Any storm.”

Her smile was full of pain and light. “Giver and Justice.”