“Are you sure?” Elle spoke more loudly than before, then glanced at Kaylie, who slept on.
Puzzled by the question, Mya said, “I’m sure, Elle. My mother would have told me.”
“How would she know?”
“She goes back to visit friends every summer.”
“But you don’t?”
Again, Mya shook her head. Some things were just too painful.
After taking a moment to absorb that, Elle said, “What does he look like?”
She studied Elle, feature by feature. Her pupils were dilated in the semidarkness, so that only thin a ring of brown encircled them. The diamond stud in her nose looked real. Even at her young age, there was a slight furrow in her brow. Mya had been on the receiving end of the girl’s attitude, and yet it was apparent that Elle hadn’t had an easy life these past few years. The heaviness that so often lurked deep in Mya’s chest moved front and center. “A few minutes ago,” she said, “when you smiled, I caught a glimpse of him. His hair is dark, though, and his eyes are blue, like Kaylie’s. His nose has a little bump right here.” She pointed to a spot on her own nose.
“Did he break it in a bar fight or something?” Elle asked.
“He caught a kick ball in the face at recess when we were in the fifth grade. They called an honorary out, due to all the blood. It cost me my home run, and my team the game.”
Elle’s eyes widened with humor. “Did he blame you?”
The double meaning drained the smile out of both of them. Mya didn’t even try to answer.
Interestingly, Elle didn’t pursue it. “What does he do?”
“He’s a builder. He got his start doing odd jobs like shoring up porches and cleaning gutters and pointing brick. Word spread, and before long he had orders from the summer people who wanted decks and family rooms, additions and new kitchens. His brother works with him now. To hear my mother tell it, they’re extremely successful.”
“He has a brother?”
The question gave Mya pause. “He has two. And five nephews.”
“Then I have cousins, on that side at least. What about on the Donahue family tree?”
Mya shook her head, confused. “I’m an only child and so was my mother.”
“Where is your father?”
“I have no idea. I’ve never met the man.” When Elle looked at Kaylie again, Mya knew she was seeing a pattern.
Elle said, “Your mother told me she buried two husbands.”
“And divorced another.”
“She was married three times?” Elle asked, surprised.
“She gets lonely.”
Elle’s left eyebrow rose a fraction. “You just defended her.”
“I’ll be more careful in the future.”
They both smiled, but instead of bringing a feeling of closeness, it brought an end to Elle’s questions. The girl stretched and yawned. Taking the hint, Mya started for the door.
At the last minute, Elle said, “Mya?”
“Yes?” she asked without turning.
“What would you have named me?”
There was a sourness in the pit of Mya’s stomach as she looked back at Elle. Swallowing the lump that had come out of nowhere, she said, “I would have called you Brynn.”
Elle tried the name out on her tongue. “Like your store.”
“Yes.”
“Does anyone else know that?”
Mya’s answer was a barely perceptible nod.
“Your mother?” Elle asked quietly.
“No.”
“Your friends?” Before Mya shook her head again, Elle said, “You told him, didn’t you? Dean Laker. My birth father knows.”
“Yes, Dean knows. Good night, Elle.” Somehow, Mya managed to leave Elle’s room without stumbling.
Back in her own bedroom, she turned out the light and closed her eyes. But her eyes wouldn’t stay closed. She thought about the day Elle was born. Whenever she recalled that period of her life, it was always with a sense of great physical and emotional pain. Her labor had hurt so bad she’d cried and begged just to let it be over. And when it was finally over, she’d felt so empty.
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