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Tyne turned around, a smile on her lips, but she sobered when she
saw Rachael’s sullen look. “But that’s okay, honey; he always writes to
all of us. Why don’t you read it, and tell me what he says.” She turned
back to the stove.
After several minutes had passed with the only sounds in the
kitchen coming from the twin’s giggles and whispers from little
mouths full of cookies, Tyne looked back at Rachael. The girl sat
holding the single page of Corky Conrad’s handwriting in front of
her, her lips trembling in an obvious effort not to cry.
Tyne put her stirring spoon down. She walked over to the table
and laid a hand on Rachael’s shoulder. “What does he say, honey?”
she asked gently.
Rachael threw the page on the table in front of her, and pushed
herself to her feet. Tyne’s hand fell away, and she felt her heart
plummet.
“He doesn’t want us to go this summer; he’s too busy.” Rachael
said, her voice choked with tears.
“Oh Rachael, I’m sorry. Are you sure that’s what ….”
“Read it yourself, Mom. Of course I’m sure. Pa doesn’t want Bobby
or me anymore; he’s got another family now.”
“But you have another family, too, Rachael. It doesn’t make any
difference, because he’s still your real pa.”
The girl looked up, and Tyne almost gasped at the pain in the blue
eyes. “Yeah, we have another family, too. But we’ve always had time
for him whenever he decided he wanted to come see us.”
Tyne did not miss the sarcasm in her daughter’s voice. What
could she say to help her, to ease the hurt? She knew Rachael spoke
the truth – Corky had not put himself out to see his children or have
them for visits in the summer. But, after all, he had given them up for
adoption to Morley and Tyne. How much responsibility did he still
have towards them?
She put her arms out to pull her daughter into an embrace, but
Rachael shook her off and ran from the kitchen, her choked voice…
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