The Future
Watching her speak and seeing her tears dry as her chirpy, happy, and arresting self came to the fore made Chester smile. Ana was so much like Mindy. But her heart and mind were even more intriguing.
A daughter, he sighed. He squeezed Ana’s hand and struggled down until he kissed it. Although he didn’t hate Mindy anymore, he wished she hadn’t hidden this from him. Would she be open to meeting him and perhaps talking things over?