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"Damn it, Amy, I'm going to so kick your ass! You can't do this!" she muttered in frustration.
Cindi started glowing with a soft silver-gold hue. She reached out and touched Amy, causing her to glow the same way. They both shimmered and became translucent. Everyone gasped as Cindi simply walked into Amy's body, merged with her, and disappeared into her twin.
"Oh my God! That ... that's not possible!" Julie whispered, awestruck.
Cindi found herself in a beautiful meadow with gently flowing hills. Where the ground wasn't covered with deep, lush green grass, it was covered with beautiful yellow daffodils. The smell was amazing. The sky was a deep blue with white puffy clouds scattered everywhere. A beautiful rainbow arched across the sky, disappearing among the clouds before it reappeared on the other side.
She spotted Amy sitting on the crest of a nearby hill. She was petting a small deer and talking to a chattering squirrel. Cindi followed a path through the grass and daffodils that led to her sister and stopped in front of her twin.
"What are you doing, Amy?"
The look Amy gave her twin was a classic. It had the perfect mixture of 'Duh ... petting a deer?' with 'Aren't you the dumb little blond?' to 'What the hell are YOU doing here?'. She didn't say anything, just continued to pet the deer and smile at the chattering squirrel. Cindi reached out and stroked the deer softly.
"Hey! That's MY deer!"
"Sorry," Cindi said, then noticed that Amy was smiling ... and kidding. "What are you doing, Amy?"
"Don't you have any other dumb questions to ask, Blondie?" Amy blurted before thinking how she might be hurting her sister's feelings. Cindi didn't mind. She was used to being called a dumb blond. It was a convenient act that hid her true intelligence. Amy knew Cindi was probably the smartest person she knew. Cindi could best Lisa in a debate, and no one else could claim that.
Cindi shrugged.
"Ok, what are you doing here, Amy?" Cindi asked, emphasizing the difference in the question. "It's time to go home."
"Not going home!" Amy pouted in a little girl voice. A dark cloud flitted over her frowning face briefly before she smiled brilliantly again.
"Ever?"
"Ever," Amy confirmed.
"You can't do that, Amy."
"Watch me," Amy replied happily.
"You have to go home! We're depending on you."
"Don't want to be depended on," Amy proclaimed. "I don't have to do anything except die and pay taxes." She bit her lip in deep thought. "Come to think about it, I don't die here and there's no money, so no taxes. I don't have to do anything!"
"The Qerda will win if you don't come back."
"Don't care."
"Our race will die out!"
"Don't care."
"Daddy will die," Cindi said sadly. "Don't you care about that?"
Amy sighed, a sad little sound.
"Yeah, I care about that ... a lot. Damn you, Cindi, why'd you have to bring him up?"
"What? We don't talk about him and he just doesn't exist? Is that how things work in this ... this place?" Cindi asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Yeah, pretty much, till you ruined it!"
"I'll die if you don't come back," Cindi whispered. "Don't care about that either, huh?"
Amy's eyes popped open wide, panic on her face.
"Yeah, I really care about that. You ... you could stay here with me!"
"Sorry. This isn't my fantasy."
"Please? I'll ... I'll make love to you every day. Twice a day!" Amy hastily added as she saw Cindi's suddenly smoldering eyes. "You ... you could go back and bring Daddy here with you. And Megan. We could all live here together, forever and ever, and be happy. No Qerda. No pain and death. Please, Cin? I love you!"
Cindi sighed. She hated to do what she had to do to her twin. She almost cried, it broke her heart so, but she had to do it.
"Daddy and Megan won't come, and I won't stay either. As soon as I finish talking to you, I'm walking out of here and you'll never see me again if you stay here. I'll divorce you, Amy. You won't be my twin anymore."
Tears sprang into Amy's eyes as she looked at her sister. Panic filled her mind. Cindi, not being her twin anymore? NO!
"You ... you can't do that! We're not married; you can't divorce me."
"Call it what you want; you'll never see me again. I won't be your twin anymore."
"But you'll die if you don't have a twin!" Amy wailed.
"You said you didn't care if I died!"
"I didn't say that! I didn't, Cindi! I said I really cared about that!" Amy cried.
"Actions speak louder than words. Words are cheap. You're staying here and letting me walk out and I won't be your twin anymore and I'll die but you'll just keep living here without me, happy in this fantasy land and ... and ... YOU DON'T CARE!"
"I do care! Please don't leave, please don't die," Amy sobbed, her heart breaking.
"Why, Amy? Why are you doing this?"
"Oh, Cindi! You don't understand, you can't know! I just can't take it anymore! You don't know what I'll have to go through. I don't want to be the Special One. I can't do it! I've done everything I wanted to do. I took the residual effect away from Megan and Julie. I saved Christopher and the two Katie's. I'm done; I don't care about the rest."
"Why, Amy?" Cindi asked again.
"I told you. You have no idea what I have to go through. I can't do it!"
"I know exactly what you have to go through," Cindi assured her.
"You do not! How could you?"
"Aurora told me. She told me I needed to know to help you."
"She did not! You're lying! You were never alone with her."
"Oh, and I suppose she couldn't freeze you, talk to me, and arrange it so you wouldn't notice the missing time? You think Aurora didn't know you were going to do this? She's God, stupid. And you call ME a dumb blond? Come back with me, Amy."
"You're lying! Aurora wouldn't do that to me!"
Cindi sighed.
"Look me in the eyes, Amy. Look at me, remember who you're talking to, and then tell me again that I'm lying. You know I never lie. Aurora loves you; she'd do just about anything to keep you from doing this."
Amy looked away in embarrassment.
"You never lie. I ... I'm sorry," she reacted defensively. "You're trying to get me to go back, knowing what I'll have to go through? You're not going to do anything to try to protect me?"
"I've already taken care of protecting you."
"How? By making me go back to the horror I have to go through?" Amy asked angrily.
"No. I asked Aurora to let me take your place. I will be the Special One and go through everything instead of you. I don't know how it will end though, because you can't do the thing I was supposed to do to make sure you didn't die." Cindi shrugged. "I guess we'll see what happens."
Amy recoiled in horror.
"You can't do that! I can't let you go through that!"
"Why not? You already said you don't care if I die."
"I never said that! God damn it, Cindi, I didn't say that. Stop twisting my words."
"Amy, I'll do everything I can to save you and keep you from having to go through this horror. I will do everything I can to save my people and save Daddy ... unlike some selfish, wimpy, unfeeling bitch I know. I consider it an honor to take this burden off you. I just hope you never forget what I did for you after I'm dead, when you can't do what I would have done to save you."
Amy stared at her twin, astonished. Her face turned red with anger.
"You're really a bitch, Cindi! I can't believe..." Amy's eyes opened wide as she realized what was happening. "You bitch! You're doing it again. I can't believe you're doing this to me again."
"Doing what again?" Cindi asked, her face the essence of innocence.
"What you did to me when we were six years old, when you made me behave. You're taking my punishment for me again! You bitch! I hate you!"
Cindi pulled her twin to her. She held her sister's head against her chest, stroking her hair as she comforted the hysterically crying girl.
"I hate you too, Amy," she whispered lovingly in her ear. "Come back with me, please? I don't mind dying for you, but I don't want to do it alone. I want to be in your arms when I die. I want you to be holding me. Please?"
Amy stared up in amazement at her taller sister. She wiped her eyes as she tried to bring herself under control.
"You're such a bitch. I can't believe ... you're such a ... how did I never notice this before? I hate you so much!" The look in her eyes as she stared deeply into Cindi's soul said 'hate' was not the word she was thinking of.
"I don't know why you've never seen it before. I've always been a bitch. You should have seen me seducing Daddy the first time. He never stood a chance. I always get what I want. You're not even a challenge. You might hate me, but I love you, Amy."
"I don't really hate you; I love you too," Amy confessed.
"I know. You'll go back with me then?"
"Maybe ... it depends..."
"On what?"
"I've always wanted to make love in a meadow like this. I want to do that before I go."
"I'll go back and bring Patrick here for you. Can I watch?" Cindi asked. Her voice sounded a little sad.
"Not Patrick. You. I want to make love to you in this meadow before I go back."
Cindi gulped, her heart suddenly beating wildly.
"Me? Why me?"
"Duh ... who's the dumb blond now? You're my twin, I love you, you'd die for me ... why wouldn't I want to make love to you?" Amy asked.
"It's really dangerous, you know. There would be a real risk that we would become so involved in each other in this setting that we would never want to leave each other, that we'd never want to go back. I couldn't do that to you or Patrick, much as I'd like to." Cindi blinked as she realized that was exactly what Amy was trying to do. "I still won't stay here with you!"
"Damn. I still want to do it; that was just a side benefit. I'll just have to take my chances. I'm betting my love for Patrick won't let me forget about him, but if I do, I'd want it to be with you, Cindi."
"You're so sweet!" Cindi squealed. "Come here, Special One. Show me how 'special' you can be!"
I could count on one hand and have five fingers left over the times that I'd ever seen Julie stunned. The pretty dark-haired girl stared at Amy ... or at least, where Amy had been. As soon as Cindi stepped into Amy's body and disappeared, Amy disappeared also. No Amy, no Cindi. I didn't have the slightest idea what was happening.
It was almost comical. Little Miss Smarty-Pants Julie, the know-everything Scribe and whatever, whoever else she was, stood there, mouth open, jaw hanging, eyes wide in disbelief, staring at the hole in the air that most recently was Amy and Cindi.
"What's going on, Julie? What the hell was that?" I asked.
Julie tried to speak three times before sound finally came out.
"That ... that was not possible! That can't happen!" She gave a little whimper of ... fear? Little Julie, the smartest, wisest, bravest girl I knew, who was never afraid of anything ... scared?
"What is it?" I whispered, starting to get fearful myself.
Julie hid her face in my chest and trembled like a leaf. I sat in the nearest chair and pulled her onto my lap. Her face disappeared into my chest; I wondered if I'd ever see it again. I knew I wasn't getting anything out of Julie. I glanced up at Lisa. She was also pale.
"Tell me what's going on, and if I hear 'I'm sorry, Sir, I can't answer that question' I'm going to spank you really hard!" I growled.
"I'm sorry, but I really can't answer that question, because I don't know what just happened," Lisa whispered.
"How can you not know?"
"Oh, I know what it was. I also know there is no way in this universe that Cindi could do that. There are only a few beings in the universe that can do that, and believe me, Cindi ain't any of them."
"Who can do it?"
"A select few Ancients ... very few. Legend has it the Special One can do it. Cindi is not an Ancient and we know Amy is the Special One."
"Could Cindi be an Ancient? Or could she have some powers of the Special One due to being her twin?"
"She can't be an Ancient, Patrick. She's your daughter. To be an Ancient she'd have to be your contemporary, not your daughter. Both she and Cine-llia are your daughters. As for the Special One ... it doesn't make sense that she'd have the powers of her twin. Amy can't heal like Cindi can; she can't change the outcome of events like Cindi can, so why would Cindi have Amy's powers? None of the twins have each other's powers except Katie and Becky, and they're identical."
We were interrupted by Julie's little moan of terror.
"If she's an Ancient, then she knows! Oh God, Patty Cakes, she knows! What am I going to do? You'll all hate me and I'll lose you and you'll all hate me and I'll just die and you'll all hate me..." Julie dissolved into hysterics.
"Know what, Julie?" I asked, completely confused. Julie didn't answer; she just sobbed and burrowed deeper.
I quickly forgot about everything as I tried to comfort Julie. When I looked up again, Lisa and Lori were almost one, glued together in a tight hug. I wasn't sure, but it looked like they were crying too.
Cindi and Amy stood facing each other. Amy slowly unbuttoned Cindi's blouse. Cindi closed her eyes. Amy released the last button, then ran her hands slowly up the pretty blonde's stomach and chest. She reached her sister's shoulders and spread her arms outwards to slip the blouse off. Cindi squeaked and grabbed Amy. She shook all over as she held on for dear life. Amy looked at her in astonishment.
"Good grief, girl! Did you just have an orgasm? I haven't done anything with you yet! You're not going to live through this if you cum when I take off your blouse." Amy giggled happily as she ran her hands over Cindi's breasts.
"I'm sorry," Cindi whimpered dejectedly.
"Don't be sorry, girl. I love making my twin cum. I've just never seen you this ... needy ... before."
"You mean horny. I'm always this horny. I usually hide it from you; I don't want to scare you."
Amy started to undue Cindi's shorts. Her sister whimpered.
"You gonna survive this, Blondie?" Amy teased.
"I don't know. If I don't, I can't think of a better way to go," Cindi gasped.
Amy pushed Cindi down on the ground and slid her shorts off. Cindi lifted her butt, to allow Amy to get them off easier. She squeaked with excitement as Amy ran her hands gently over her legs as she took the shorts off. Cindi bucked violently as Amy stripped her. When her sister was naked, Amy slid up her body and held her. Cindi trembled again.
"Oh girl, you are in so much trouble!" Amy whispered, then gave her twin a smoldering kiss. Cindi responded hungrily.
Amy kissed and licked her way down her twin's body as she neared her ultimate goal. Just before she reached her pussy, however, Amy darted lower and sucked her sister's toe into her mouth.
Cindi went wild. She screamed, cried, and thrashed around, trying to get her toe free. Amy held on and continued sucking and licking, expanding her attentions to all her toes and the spaces in between. Cindi finally exploded in a massive orgasm.
Amy showed how much of a brat she could be. Before Cindi could recover, she slipped up her body and licked her in the junction between her hip and leg, next to her slit. Cindi's body went rigid as she was overcome with sensations. She found her voice, however, when Amy licked from her asshole to her clit.
"Amy!" she screamed. Amy ignored her, sucked her clit into her mouth and gently sucked on it.
Cindi screamed again as she rolled from one orgasm to another. She squirmed, but Amy wasn't letting go.
Finally, Cindi could take no more.
"Amy! Stop! Please!" she gasped, rolled into another orgasm, and fainted.
Amy wasn't finished. She gently licked and sucked on the clit of the comatose girl. After a few seconds, Cindi's eyes flew open and she looked at her twin, her eyes wide in panic.
"Please, Amy, stop? Oh God, please? I can't ... please?"
Amy gave one more lick and suck, then moved up her body and wrapped her arms tightly around the gasping teenage.
Cindi wrapped her arms and legs around Amy, laid her head on her shoulder and burst into tears.
"Cindi?" Amy asked, alarmed.
"W ... What?"
"Are you ok? You're crying."
"D ... duh."
"Why?"
"I always cry, dipshit. You almost fucked me to death. I don't know if I'm all right or not. I'm s ... still trying to learn to b ... breathe again."
"I'm sorry," Amy whispered.
"Don't you dare be sorry! I love you so much, Amy! I love you more than Daddy. Please, you have to go back with me. I can't be without you."
"Do me now?" Amy asked. Cindi didn't notice she changed the subject.
"Sleep first," Cindi muttered.
Amy watched her twin as she slept. She smiled as she remembered the pleasure she'd just given her. Soon it would be her turn. She shivered and then drifted off to sleep.
I held Julie as she clung to me like she was afraid I'd disappear. I kissed the top of her head, then her neck, and felt her tremble. So she was still alive and awake.
A hand turned my head to the side and I recognized Sammi as she kissed me affectionately.
"Take Julie into the bedroom. Lay on the bed with her, cuddle her and make love to her," she whispered.
"I can't! I have to wait here for when they come back," I protested. 'Please, let them come back, ' I whispered to myself.
"We'll call you if anything happens," Sammi assured me. "She needs you, Daddy. She's my twin; I know her better than she knows herself. She needs to know you still love her."
"Why wouldn't I still love her?" I asked, perplexed.
"I ... don't know. She's terrified. She's convinced you and everyone else will hate her, not want her around. I don't know why."
I hated myself, but I realized there was a way to help Julie. I needed to know more about her, things I knew she wouldn't tell me herself, even if she could right now.
"Look in her mind, Sammi; see if you can find out why."
Sammi glared at me.
"You know that's not right. I can't intrude."
"Please, Sammi? I'm the biggest advocate of not intruding, but this is serious. I need to know what's happening with her."
"This is a bad idea," she muttered, then tilted her head to the side and concentrated. She was back in seconds, a stunned look on her face.
"Oh my God!" she whispered.
"What?"
"She ... She's your Life-mate! How can that be? You already have one. We would have known about another one. That's why she's so terrified you might hate her."
"Lisa!" she bellowed. The little Historian came running over.
"Lisa, how can Julie be Patrick's Life-mate?" Sammi asked quietly. I watched as Megan's eyes got big. She ushered everyone else out of the room. They went meekly. No one was going to argue with Megan when she went all Purple Energy and Scribe on them, especially with that no nonsense, 'I'm the boss' look on her face.
"And how would you know that, Lady Samantha?" Lisa asked in a quiet, dangerous voice. Sammi winced. She didn't answer.
"Do you know the penalty for snooping in someone's mind without their permission? We make a lot of leeway based on tacit consent, but Julie couldn't give that in the shape she's in, and you know damn well she wouldn't have anyway. You'd better explain pretty damn quickly, Lady, before I call Eliandor and convene the Tarqa Council."
Lisa was deadly serious. There wasn't even the hint of a smile on her face or in her voice. Sammi was scared. She was so scared that she did something that she'll never forgive herself for. She threw me under the bus.
"He made me do it!" she cried out in panic. I saw the guilt and shame on her face as soon as she said it, but it was out there and couldn't be taken back.
It was no big deal ... I did ask her to do it. Lisa turned to me, a disappointed look on her face. She instinctively knew Sammi wasn't lying.
"Patrick?"
"Wait ... I didn't mean..." Sammi started.
"I did make her do it," I confirmed. "Something's wrong with Julie and I need to know what. I ordered Sammi to look in her mind. Call your Council if you need to, Li'a-llia; I'd do it again," I said defiantly.
"Why? You know what..."
"I don't give a fuck what the laws say, Li'a. I have two daughters that have disappeared. I don't know if I'll ever see them again. I'm not losing another one over some privacy rule. Call your Council, help me, or get the fuck out of my way. My daughter needs me right now, and you're not going to stop me." I lowered my voice to a deadly whisper. "If you decide you need to call Elizabeth, you'd better do it after I'm done helping Julie. If either of you interfere with what I need to do, you don't even want to know what will happen. I won't be interfered with when the welfare of my daughter is at stake. Don't force me to do something I'll regret forever."
Lisa's mouth dropped open and her eyes were wide in shock. I hadn't tried to mask my threat. She'd never heard me threaten a family member before ... well, not often, anyway. She touched my arm lightly.
"Go, before I change my mind. Do what you have to do. Help Julie. We will talk about this again."
I gave her a blistering glare and pulled my arm away from her hand. I turned away, but not before I saw the sad look in her eyes. She was afraid things would never be the same between us again.
"Fuck you, Lisa. Get the hell out of my way," I snarled.
I cradled Julie in my arms and walked into the bedroom.
"Patrick ... I'm sorry," I heard Lisa whisper as I walked out of the room.
Amy woke to a very nice kiss. The lips were soft and sexy. She knew before her eyes opened that it was her twin.
"Wakey-wakey!" Cindi chirped. Amy giggled. Somehow, Cindi mimicking Katie struck her as funny ... and weird.
"Your turn," Cindi said huskily.
"Wait. We need to talk about something first," Amy said as she pushed Cindi away from her.
"Whaaat?" Cindi whined. She wanted her Amy, not talk.
"How did you get here?" Amy asked quietly. Cindi paled.
"I ... don't know..."
"What do you mean, you don't know?"
"I ... don't ... know!" Cindi said forcefully. "Does it matter?"
"It matters because you can't be here," her sister said softly.
"Why? You are."
"I'm the Special One ... kinda. At least, I will be. I can do this ... or at least, I will be able to. There are a few Ancients that can do it ... if they're still alive. Maybe Christina and Valerie can do it; I'm not sure if this is the inter-dimensional space or not, but if it is, they might be able to. You can't do this, Cindi."
"Maybe Aurora let me do it when I asked her to let me take your place. Huh? Ever think of that, genius?" Cindi said snottily.
Amy sighed.
"Not likely. If she did, then I couldn't be here. There can be only one Special One. Now I have to go see Aurora and get her to reverse that. Shit, Cindi, you're such a pain in the ass! Why can't you ever let well enough alone?"
Amy glared at her twin. Cindi wasn't sure if she was really mad or not.
"Hey, if I left well enough alone, you wouldn't be making love with your Daddy. I pushed that, remember? So, you're going back with me then?"
"Was there ever any doubt?" she sighed.
"Nope!" the pretty blond said happily. She twisted suddenly and Amy was flat on her back before she knew it.
"Less talk, more orgasms," Cindi said firmly as she sucked on her sister's nipple.
"Oh God!" Amy moaned as Cindi ran her fingers through her groin, rubbing her clit and slipping a finger inside her sister. Amy soon exploded in a massive orgasm and collapsed on the ground, ready to relax.
Cindi remembered how Amy had teased her, however, and was far from finished. Before Amy knew what was happening in her post orgasmic bliss, Cindi sucked her sister's clit and started thrashing it with her tongue.
Amy went crazy. She tried to buck Cindi off as she screamed and convulsed in pleasure. Just as she was at the peak of her orgasm, Cindi shoved her thumb up Amy's ass. That finished the dark-haired beauty, and after screaming bloody murder, she fainted.
I kicked the door shut after I walked through it. I felt a sense of satisfaction as the house shook when the door slammed. I was pissed.
I loved Lisa, but she was a Historian and I was sick to death of Historians. Lisa was far and away the best of them, but they were all a pain in the ass; she was just a little nicer about it ... usually. But they all were unfeeling assholes who cared more about stupid rules than other people's lives. I was going to let Julie suffer and maybe die because some stupid fucking Historian rule said I couldn't look in her head? Not fucking likely. If Lisa or Elizabeth tried to interfere, they'd find out just how much of my powers I knew about and have been hiding from them.
Even as I fumed, I knew I was being grossly unfair to Lisa. She was a sweetheart and I loved her dearly. She was nothing like a Historian. She was even right in this case. It was dangerous to violate the rules governing privacy in our minds. But right now, I didn't want to confuse the issue with facts and the truth.
I didn't have time to follow those thoughts any further when the door opened and Megan slipped into the room. She walked across the room in those black boots of hers, not making a sound as usual. I looked at her face and knew I was in trouble.
Megan's deep purple eyes looked inside me before she reached out and touched her daughter's face, caressing it fondly. Suddenly, my back was against the wall and I had no idea how I got there. Megan loosely held the front of my shirt.
"Take care of my daughter. Then you're going to apologize to Lisa. You better convince her you're serious about it, too. I won't tolerate anyone being mean to that girl. She's spent her whole life loving you, taking care of you, worrying about you. She's given up everything she loves for you. You apologize to her and be nice to her or you might piss me off." Her eyes glowed deep purple as she suddenly looked ominous and deadly. "I really don't think you want to piss me off."
I slowly took Megan's hands off my shirt. I lowered them to her sides and left them there. I stared deep into her eyes, daring her to take this farther, then, without a word, I turned around and sat on the bed, devoting all my energy to her daughter.
Megan made her point; I made mine. Neither one of us was in the mood to give in to the other. I don't know what might have happened if the door hadn't opened and Sammi walked in. Except ... it wasn't Sammi.
Lady Samantha glided across the room and stood between the two of us. She fixed her stare on her Mother for a few seconds, then turned and glared at me. Her head tilted to the side as her royal eyes pierced us both to the core of our being.
"Knock it off, both of you," she ordered in a quiet voice. The full force of her royalty filled the room. "Back off, Mother. Get that look out of your eyes, Father. I am perfectly willing and capable of kicking both your asses if you don't stop acting like children ... right NOW!" Did I say a quiet voice? It rang throughout the house on the last word.
"But..." Megan sputtered.
"No! Not another word," Lady Samantha ordered.
"But he..."
"I said no, Mother. You might not want to make the mistake of thinking that was a request. As the Queen of the Tarqa, as your queen, I order you to stop it now." She looked steadily at Megan. "Either I'm your queen or I'm not, Megan. Make your decision. Either obey me or..." She left the rest unsaid.
Megan blinked.
"Yes Ma'am. I am yours to command, My Lady," Megan said in a soft, little girl voice.
Sammi's face softened.
"That's better. You two have the finest, closest, most loving relationship I've ever seen. Don't either of you mess it up over a stupid testosterone battle. Mom, Daddy loves Lisa very much. He doesn't need you to tell him to apologize. He knows Lisa was just doing her job and that he hurt her very badly. He knows that Julie is Lisa's adopted Mom and she would never interfere with her well being. Lisa doesn't need you to protect her. Between Lori and her, she's the more powerful of the two. She's perfectly capable of handling herself if she needs to. Let the two of them work it out. You can't solve all the world's problems yourself, Megan. You have to let the girls handle their own problems."
"I can try!" Megan cried softly.
"Lisa has handled a lot bigger problems than her Daddy being mad at her. Let her handle it. You have a daughter that is terrified and practically catatonic. Either help Patrick with her or get out of here and stop interfering."
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