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parents trusted him. “Whatever this statuette is,” she said with newfound conviction, “my parents might have given their lives for it. The note. The note proves that everything Ben said is true.” She knew she was confirming her motivations more to herself than to Wade.
    “Maybe, but you didn’t find anything. There’s nothing here. You did all you can do. Let it go.”
    “I can’t. You don’t understand. It’s weird, but I feel like this is something I have to do.”
    Wade nodded thoughtfully. “Okay then. Fine. Let me help. How can I help?”
    “I’m sorry, Wade, you have a way of making things worse. I have a lot of things to think about and you storming around like a, a cowboy , isn’t helping. I don’t need… I don’t want your help or protection. Please give me some room. He’s gone, there’s no danger. Please do me a favor and leave without a fight.”
    Wade huffed at this and blinked his eyes several times. “Fine,” he said through his teeth. “Fine. If that’s what you want. I’m out of here.” He stomped his boots all the way down the hall, slamming the front door behind him.
    Lilly ran her fingers through her hair grabbing the ends and pulling down, letting the pain be her main focus, if only for a second. She didn’t like hurting Wade, but he acted like a stubborn child. He gave her no choice but to be forceful and direct. She couldn’t handle his jealous ramblings at the moment. She needed quiet. She needed to be able to think everything through.
    Lilly stood and walked to the front door. Picking up her purse from the entryway table, she retrieved her keys. She went to turn out the light when part of the letter repeated in her head. Only that my words are always as true as the direction of my heart. “My words? Why does that part say ‘my’ and in the rest of the letter she uses ‘we’?”
    Instead of opening the front door, Lilly locked it.
     
    Lilly hadn’t planned on staying in that house a moment longer; she hadn’t planned on going through anymore of their things. But now that she had thought about her mother’s journals, she couldn’t unthink them. Only that my words… Her mother had kept extensive diaries, all hand-written, for as long as Lilly could remember. Her mother stored her older journals in the attic, but Lilly figured if there was a clue, she would have written it in one of the more accessible ones. She struggled but managed to carry all twenty notebooks out of her parents’ room and into her childhood bedroom in one trip.
    Except for the pink on the walls, Lilly’s former bedroom remained bare. When she had moved in with Wade, the things she didn’t move with her, she either boxed up to store or had given them to charity.
    Lilly set the notebooks on the floor and then walked to the window, remembering how many times she had stood in that very spot and watched her parents leave. Not that they left her for very long with a sitter. If they traveled across the globe, they always took her with them, but they had weekly speaking engagements and parties that little girls weren’t allowed to attend.
    When Lilly noticed the truck in the driveway, it gave her a little start. But then she realized it was stubborn Wade. However, the thought of him being out there watching over her, did make her feel a little bit better.
    Finally pulling herself away from the window, she sighed at the task of reading her mother’s words. She sat down on the carpeted floor with the stack of primary-colored, spiraled notebooks in front of her. They were stuffed with so many pieces of paper and pictures that they were puffed up three times their original size. She grabbed one off of the floor and petted the outside, noting the date spanned a three-month time period. As she glanced through the rest of them, she realized her mother had labeled them all in this fashion.
    She took a few minutes to put them in chronological order and then opened the first notebook, dated April 2000-July