“I guess me and Lee and Hank, my other brother, knew you too.”
“No,” I whispered.
“Yes,” Ally replied and she gave me a hesitant not at all the Ally I kind of knew grin.
I pulled in my lips and before I could pull together my thoughts, Tom came closer and put his hand on my arm.
“Sadie, you were a part of our lives for awhile. Then we lost Katherine –” Tom said and my gaze snapped to him.
“You lost Katherine?” I repeated.
“She died. Cancer. When Indy was five. A few years after that picture was taken,” Tom replied and at that, my eyes sliced to Indy and all of a sudden my body started trembling.
Indy’s Mom died. Tom’s wife died. My Mom’s friend died.
I shook my head, wanting to escape, wanting to run, to hide, to get the heck out of there but I didn’t.
Instead, I looked back to Tom. “I’m sorry,” I said softly.
His fingers squeezed my arm. “It was a long time ago,” he responded but I could tell by the look in his eyes that time hadn’t healed this particular wound.
“I’m still sorry,” I told him.
“Thank you,” he replied and dropped his hand. “What I was saying was, once Katherine died, things with your Dad…” He stopped then went on, “See, I’m a cop, so is Malcolm, Ally’s father. It wasn’t… your Mom… with your father bein’… she didn’t feel…” He stopped again, I could tell this was difficult for him because I saw his teeth clench. Then he kept going. “Once Katherine was gone, she didn’t bring you around anymore.”
That’s when it finally hit me. All of it.
Sometime, a long time ago, my Mom had friends. Good friends. People that probably loved her, loads. Made her laugh, made her giggle, made her feel special, made her feel safe.
Which meant…
Sometime, a long time ago, I’d been one of them.
Sometime, a long time ago, I’d been the baby of The Nightingale/Savage/Townsend Clan.
Sometime, a long time ago, my Mom lost her friends and I lost my chance to be a good, normal, nice person surrounded by genuine friends, people that truly cared about me.
I lost all that had been their life. All that made them laugh with each other, tease each other, take care of each other.
Heck, Indy had just gotten married! I could have been one of her bridesmaids!
I tried to hold on but I couldn’t help it, I could feel the tears welling in my eyes.
I thought I was used to the loss but, apparently, I wasn’t.
And that stunk.
“I hate my father,” I told Tom Savage quietly. Then before I could stop it, my breath hitched (repeatedly) and I hissed, “I hate him!”
Hector’s hands disappeared from my shoulders, his arms slid around my chest, his body got closer and I felt his jaw against the side of my head.
Still I tried to gain control (this, by the way, didn’t work and I felt the tears slide down my cheeks).
“Sadie, sugar –” Daisy whispered gently and at her words the Rock Chicks and Ralphie pulled in ever closer.
“I want you to come over for dinner tomorrow,” Tom said. “Indy and Ally’ll be there. So will Lee, Hank and Roxie. Hector too. The whole family.”
The whole family. He said, “The whole family.” I’d never had a “whole family”. Not their kind of family.