Page 82 of Diluted Truths
I screamed.
Like actually screamed.
Well, at least before Theo clamped a hand over my mouth while pointing to a sleeping Violet in the seat next to her.
“Sorry,” I whispered.
“I guess that means you’re okay if I do?” she asked.
“Of course!” I exclaimed. “Right, Will? We’re okay with it?”
He chuckled and kissed my hand again. “Yeah, we’re okay with it.”
Theo smiled longingly at the two of us. “God, you two are adorable.”
“Yeah, we are,” Will responded, sounding very happy about it. He was right, we were adorable.
I did feel for my sister. Theo had always wanted a great love story. She was a romantic, there was no denying that. Since we were barely teenagers, she would daydream about her crushes and their love stories. They were unnecessarily dramatic, but we were teenagers. She had given up on the notion of this great love when she had Violet. Her daughter was her entire world now, and she was an incredible mother.
“Will her dad be okay with you moving?” I asked while motioning with my chin towards Vi.
“Probably not. But I have sole custody, so Jason will have to accept it,” she responded while looking at her daughter.
I was so grateful she had full custody. Jason was an absolute tool who always blamed Theo for baby trapping him. Which is ironic because they were never together, it was a one night stand, and she wanted nothing to do with him. He was also a crazy conservative and tried to push that on Theo, which was not happening.
“Good. When do you move? Like now?” I asked, excited about living near my sister and niece again.
Theo chuckled at my enthusiasm. “As soon as I can. I do need to sit down and discuss the house with you.”
I tilted my head in confusion, urging her to continue as I wasn’t sure what there was to discuss.
“I want to sell it,” she rushed out. “Staying is so hard. There are too many memories in those walls and I want a fresh start. Nate put all of our names on the title so I wanted to talk about it wi-”
I cut her off.
I didn’t need to hear anymore. “Sell it.”
“Really?”
“I love that house. It was our home for so long. But it’s painful to be in there. It’s why I left. So sell it,” I responded emphatically.
She smiled softly. “Thank you, Jack.”
I smiled and turned forward. I loved the nickname Jack. Only my siblings and Violet called me by that name. And the voice…
Oh my god.
My nightmares had someone who called me Jack. Who was it? I couldn’t remember anything else, but the voice. It was familiar. Why was it familiar? Why couldn’t I piece it together?
“Jackie?” Will asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.
“What?” I responded. “Yeah, sorry, lost in thought.”
“Where did you go?” he asked.
I contemplated what to tell them. The truth would have to do. “I remembered a part of my nightmare I keep having.”
“What?” Theo and Will asked in unison.
