Vince climbed into the car. Herbert started the engine, glanced over at him, and

for a long moment, the two men locked eyes in heavy silence. Finally, Herbert

spoke, his voice tinged with a desperate plea. "Can you just... not fight me over

Natalie? I've loved her since we were kids for fifteen years."

"Vince's answer was cold and final. "I'm not the one you're fighting with. It's

Timothy."

"You're saying you don't like her?"

Anyone could see Vince's feelings for her.

"Just drive. We can talk while you're at it."

Herbert pressed the gas, and the car rolled forward.

"Vince's voice was low and steady. "How much do you actually know about

Natalie's childhood?"

"There you go again, asking about her. And you say you don't like her!"

Herbert was clearly annoyed.

Vince's expression darkened. "You claim you've loved her for fifteen years, but

you never did anything about it. You just let her marry Timothy and suffer through

all that-how is that fair to her?"

Herbert's knuckles tightened on the steering wheel, lips pressed so hard they

turned white.

He didn't know.

He never imagined things would turn out like this.

When Jessica filed for divorce, when she talked to Marquis about everything that

happened...

Every time Herbert thought about it, he felt tears sting his eyes-something he'd

never admit, not even to himself.

The girl he wanted to protect most ended up being hurt by Timothy in the worst

ways.

He blamed himself.

away, they kept in touch,

a cure for her mutism, to use

confession of love.

time he came back, it was

only leads to

on. "Is

you getting

you think her grandmother would have worked herself

her?"

brow furrowed. "So you're saying she

is. She even has a birthmark-there's no

""What kind of birthmark?"

"Vince's voice trembled.

face grew wary. "I can't

in a private place. Back in grade school,

her clothes torn, and Herbert had rushed over when he heard.

only reason he'd

and she had

know.

grown up in this town-no one ever said Jessica

impatient. "Come on,

released the brake and kept driving.

"Why not?"

Vince was losing it.

that's final. Don't ask

Vince's frustration boiled over.

outburst made

brakes again,

say you're not my

keep digging into

I supposed to

you?"

birthmark was on her

Vince that.

his photos,

you

shock. Wasn't that Natalie as

the girl in the picture was wearing

could never have

of Natalie's clothes

simple, picked

elderly grandmother. The prettiest

ever owned

from Herbert's own

his request.

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