Chapter 120 Sarah’s Truth

(Lydia)

“Know what?” I exclaimed, my eyes wide. Jack shook his head and took a step closer.

“Let’s go sit down somewhere,” he said, “This is going to take some time.”

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My head was spinning when he finished recounting the whole story to me. “Is this true?” I said softly to him. I could not look directly at him.

“Yes, it is,” Jack replied softly back.

I could remember things that put Sarah’s truth into perspective.

***

“You make such wonderful hairstyles,” she had said, while I combed the ends of her locks.

“Mhm,” I had smiled back, staring into the mirror where she sat beaming up at me.

“Where did you learn how to make them?”

“Oh,” I had shrugged,” My mother always had an artistic streak. So, I mainly learned it from her.”

Sarah had fallen silent. She had licked her lips.

“You’re lucky to have such a good Mama,” she had said quietly.

I had laughed, bracing myself against the pain of resentment that I had still held back then.

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“I’m not close to my father either,” she had once dru