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Nightwind City, Sapphire Springs Medical Center.
It was a typical rainy morning when Caroline finished her checkup, accompanied by her caregiver. As they wheeled past the outpatient clinic, fat raindrops started pelting the sidewalk outside.
“Ms. Bennett, how about we wait inside until the rain lets up?” her caregiver suggested.
Caroline nodded, “Yeah, good idea.”
They rolled into the lobby, which was already filling up with folks trying to stay dry. People shook out umbrellas and stamped water off their boots, the whole place smelling faintly of wet wool and coffee from the vending machine.
Suddenly, the glass doors swung open and a guy dashed in, shaking rain from his hair like a wet retriever. He pulled out his cell and called, “Rebecca, hang on…”
It was Eddy—a familiar face, even after all these years. He was running his fingers through his damp hair, not noticing Caroline at all.
On his phone, Eddy said, “Hey Rebecca, hope I’m not waking you up.”
Rebecca White’s voice came through, a little sleepy. “I’m awake. Did you see my mom?”
“Yeah, I did.” Eddy grinned, his voice warm. “Jacquetta’s doing much better. You don’t have to worry.”
“Thanks, Eddy.”
“Hey, it’s nothing,” he replied. “Just happened to be here, that’s all.”
As he talked, Caroline couldn’t tear her eyes away. She stared and stared, hardly daring to breathe. That face—she’d know it anywhere. It was burned into her memory, like a brand.
He was really here. Not some dream, not a trick of the light.
“Ms. Bennett?” her caregiver asked, concern in her voice. “Are you feeling alright?”
Caroline didn’t even hear her. She was whispering under her breath, “Rebecca…”
Had she heard him say that name? Rebecca? Could it possibly be the same Rebecca?
Her hands trembled as she unlocked her phone. She quickly snapped a photo of Eddy, glancing nervously at her caregiver.
“Josie,” she said, voice tight.
“Yes, Ms. Bennett?”
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