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Chapter 17
"He was going to what now?" Cordelia stammered. "I thought he was going to wait until I turned twenty-one to try that? What changed?" Allistar got up from his seat and moved to sit on the arm of the love seat beside Cordelia. He took one of her hands in his drew it to his chest, placing her hand over his heart. With tears in his eyes, and his voice choked with emotion, he said the words no parent ever wanted to speak. "Cordie. Your mother's remains were found yesterday afternoon." Cordelia sat in stunned silence, staring into her grandfather's tear-filled eyes. Years of hoping her mother was somehow still alive, somewhere, but unable to come find her. Years of dreaming of seeing her mother again. All those hopes, all those dreams, all for naught. She felt her heart break. Not just for he
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