Sarah shook her head. “Nothing you say ever does. But if you’re telling me you’ve finally giving up this foolish search, I agree.” Nothing you say ever does. Foolish search. Perhaps what was foolish was believing my sister would ever care about me.
“Giving up might not be the right word. It’s just that I don’t want the past to stand between me and the future.”
Sarah stood back up. “Good. That’s settled. Now can we go?” Cori didn’t move, and Sarah let out a heavy sigh and finally gave in.
“You told me I shouldn’t do this story on the Hendersons. You were right. And I’m not going to write it any longer.”
Sarah looked surprised. “Did you say I’m right? Because I told you—”
“I did. That story will not be written by me.”
“So why are you here?”
“Because... it’s complicated. I’ve gotten to know them.”
“Who?”
“The Henderson family. They are not anything like I thought they were. I mean they are kind and loving and... welcomed me in.” I feel wanted. If not for Sarah then for herself. It was possible Sarah wasn’t capable of such emotion.
“Well, now you’re talking. I mean they’re the real deal.”
“Meaning?”
“Hello. They are one of the most influential and powerful families. It’s like you walked into a pot of gold. So tell me all about them.”
It was like a punch in the gut. She was trying to share something important with her big sister, wanted to tell her she was in love, but Sarah only saw dollar signs. “I told you, they’re wonderful people.”
“Have you been in their homes? Are they as beautiful as I imagine?”
Cori stood and angrily said, “Sarah, I feel bad for you, do you know that?”
“Why?”
“Because I have the one thing I’m not sure you’d know if it hit you on the head.”
“Cordelia, you live in a small apartment, hardly able to make ends meet. Tell me what is it you think you have that I couldn’t buy in a second?”
For the first time, her heart ached for her sister. There wasn’t any anger left inside her. It was sad to admit, but Sarah knew nothing of love. She loved things, not people and maybe not even herself. Lashing out at her, trying to make her understand, wasn’t fair to either of them. What they had, this weird relationship, is what it had always been and always would be.
“Nothing, Sarah.” Getting up, Cori asked, “So where do you want me to drop you off?”
Sarah got up and grabbed her purse. “Finally. I mean this man I met is the one. I just know it.”
Of course, he is.She dropped Sarah off downtown and went to her apartment to wait for Logan. Seeing Sarah had done one thing: it opened her eyes to how lucky she was to have him in her life. Sarah might not have wanted to hear everything Cori had to say, but she knew Logan did. Even if it wasn’t going to be easy, or what he wanted to hear, she knew deep in her heart he’d sit and listen. That is more than Sarah had ever done.
Now all I have to do is tell him.
Logan knew itwasn’t good news when Bennett called him at such an early hour. He could tell Cori thought it’d been the hospital calling him in, but that wasn’t the case. Hearing that they had information on Logan’s mother shook him to the core.
“Is she alive?”
Bennett shook his head. “I’m sorry, she’s not. She died about five years ago.”
Although he knew she was gone, hearing it confirmed made it real. He wished he’d have known before. To have met her, spoken to her. But it was over. That would never take place.
“Why couldn’t you find her?”
“Because she didn’t want to be found. She was here in the US all this time. Hiding from your father I assume.”