Jackson shook his head, muttering something unintelligible.
She looked down at him. "I don't expect you to understand. I just can't… I may be leaving soon. She's better off with Papa and Lita."
"Leaving?" Lita had appeared in the doorway, her long black hair in a simple braid down her back. "Where would you go?"
Nellie swallowed. "I don't know. Somewhere with less memories. I could go back to school—get my entomology degree… or someplace completely different."
Tate put a hand to her shoulder. "Honey, we would support you in a degree, but I don't think you could handle the studies right now." Nellie closed her eyes, looking as if she could come apart, and Tate wondered if he should place a call to his old friend and psychologist, Dr. Jeremiah Fischer.
"I just want to know," Nellie began slowly without opening her eyes, "if you will always take care of Sadie if I can't." She blinked her eyes open, looking between him and Lita. "Please, tell me you'll raise her as your own."
"Oh good grief," Jackson spouted behind them.
Lita put a hand to Nellie's cheek. "She's our granddaughter, Nellie. Of course we'll take care of her." She pulled her into a hug. "But you're going to get better. You'll see. This will get easier. You just need time to heal. We all do."
The crying started upstairs, and Tate gave a sigh as he pulled both women to his chest.
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