Chapter 143

[Cordelia]

"She's going to find out one way or the other," My father hisses. "How would you like her to find out? From us or the doctors?" He grumps. "Or even worse, the media?"

I take a step backward. I want to hear what they are saying, but I also feel guilty about eavesdropping and nervous about their words.

What is it that they are hiding from me now? Is there no end to their secrets? And how does it concern me?

"Nobody is going to find out," she insists. "Isn't that why you pay these doctors so well? To hide our family secrets. I'm sure that physician told her everything he felt she needed to hear."

"But how can you be so sure," my father insists. "Things this big tend to find a way to float to the surface where everyone can see it.

"She will never forgive us for not being honest with her, Stephen," she sighs. "Is that what you want? To lose two daughters this week?"

Two? Angelica, is she going to die?

"Is Angelica dying?" I can't keep the tears out of my voice as I turn the cor