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 she uttered,

Brendan responded,

his

another moment of

one often spelled heartache

lips trembled as she glanced towards

Beal understood

subtle nod and a

for his daughter’s sake and would

Brendan released Rosalynn and faced

did you truly take my daughter

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