Yesterday's Gone (Two Daughters Book 1) Read Online Free PDF Page B

Her breathing had quickened. She might swear she didn’t remember the house at all, but he wondered.
    Seth turned off the engine but sat there, ready to give her all the time she needed. A minute passed. Two. Mercifully, the front door didn’t open and he didn’t see anyone at the front window. Probably they hadn’t heard the car out in front.
    “You okay?” he asked at last.
    “I...yes.” She drew in a deep breath she probably meant to be steadying. “Yes,” she said again, sounding a little more sure.
    “Ready?”
    Bailey nodded and reached for the door handle.
    He met her on the sidewalk and stayed close on the way to the front door. After ringing the bell, he laid a hand on her back. He’d have sworn she leaned into it, just the slightest bit.
    After the deep gong, he heard nothing until the door swung open. It was Kirk who looked through the screen door at him before switching his gaze to Bailey. Utter shock transformed his rugged face. “Dear God in heaven,” he choked out.
    “May we come in?” Seth asked.
    He pushed open the screen, his gaze devouring Bailey. “Hope?” Then he gave his head a shake. “Come in. Karen!” he bellowed.
    They stepped into the living room. His wife appeared from the direction of the kitchen. She was braced for bad news, Seth saw, in the instant before she set eyes on her daughter, resurrected, and came to a stop.
    And yes, everything he’d hoped to see blazed forth on her face, making him realize that most lines on it had been formed by grief.
    “Hope?” she said tremulously. She took a few steps forward then stopped as if disbelieving. Tears brimmed in her eyes and overflowed. “It is you. It is. Oh, Kirk! Hope is home.”
    Seth laid a seemingly casual hand on Bailey’s shoulder. Despite his focus on the two Lawsons, he was attuned to
her
, not them. Aware of her shock as she saw her mother’s face, so much like her own. Felt when the waves of emotion hit her, as she absorbed the yearning in these strangers’ eyes.
    Seth cleared his throat. “I do believe this is Hope. That’s why I brought her to meet you. We will need DNA confirmation. You know that.”
    Predictably, Karen shook her head, not looking away from her daughter. “Of course this is Hope.” A smile burst forth despite the tears, and she hurried forward, holding out her hands. “Oh, my dear. Thank God. You don’t know what this means to us.”
    Bailey shrank toward Seth. “I...it’s a pleasure to meet you.” She turned her head. “Both of you.”
    Karen stopped short of flinging her arms around the alarmed young woman. “Meet us? You don’t remember us?”
    “I’m afraid not. I...it’s astonishing how much I look like you.” She sounded stunned. “I... I’ve blocked so much out. I suppose I couldn’t let myself remember.”
    “That’s why you never came home. Because you didn’t know where we were.”
    Seth squeezed Bailey’s shoulder in reassurance. “Why don’t we sit down?”
    “Yes. Oh, yes!” Karen gestured them toward the sofa. “Oh, my dear. This has to be the best day of my life, except possibly when you were born.”
    Seth understood the sentiment, but was damn glad Eve wasn’t here to hear it expressed.
    Bailey cast him a single, desperate glance as they sat, side by side. He smiled at her, hoping to convey without words that she was doing great.
    Hoping
. He’d never be able to use any variant of that word again without seeing her in his mind’s eye.
    Karen tore her gaze from Bailey long enough to beam at him. “You brought her home. You accomplished a miracle.”
    He had. He still felt shell-shocked. He’d found Hope. Or, at least, cast the right lure to draw her home.
    Uneasiness stirred, because he knew she didn’t think of this house or this town
as
home. He hadn’t asked yet where she lived, what her life was like, thinking they had more than enough to deal with. She didn’t wear a ring, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t involved with a man. She