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“Oh, right. She’s going to have someone her father uses look into who my father might be. Dominic Charles. He’s at a firm in California but apparently he can find out anything about anyone.”
“She had to go home to do that?” Billy asked.
I wasn’t sure if he asked it for my benefit or if he actually wanted to know, but I appreciated it.
“I’m not sure.” Cheyenne shrugged, looking a little bit sheepish. “She just said that she was leaving and that she’d let me know what she found out in a few days.”
Billy finished looking through the papers and handed them to Hank. “So if Jennings isn’t your father and neither is Pop, then who the hell is your daddy?” The frustrated exclamation was uttered to the room at large, and was rhetorical. Which made it even more frustrating—it was the one question that was uppermost in all of our minds, and it was also the one none of us could answer.
I noticed Cheyenne’s lip tremble and I jumped up and pulled her into my arms. I’d been so wrapped up in my drama with Bella I hadn’t stopped to think about what this must be doing to my sis.
She folded into me. “It doesn’t matter who your sperm donor was, you’re our sister.”
“You’re a Comfort. Nothing’s going to change that,” Hank declared.
He didn’t say much, but when he did, it counted.
I wondered if he had any sound advice he could give me about Bella, ’cause I sure as hell didn’t have any idea what to do about her.
