Brendan advanced rapidly, his breathing erratic, and was met with a chorus of greetings.

Brendan gave an absent nod, his eyes riveted on Rosalynn’s visage, excitement and incredulity etched across his face.

Could she really be the daughter he believed to be dead years ago?

It struck him why she seemed so familiar the first time they met; she bore a striking resemblance to his wife in her youth.

“Brendan, Rosa is indeed our daughter,” Gail announced through teary eyes as her husband walked through the door.

Embracing her, Brendan’s gaze remained locked on Rosalyn.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

“Rosa, my child.”

lips quivered as

good girl,” Brendan responded, his

enveloped her in his arms, his usually

was yet another moment of

often spelled heartache

as she glanced towards

her worried gaze, Beal

a subtle nod and a reassuring

and would not

a short while, Brendan released Rosalynn

truly take my

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