Chapter 82. Tea for Three

Gideon

She’s so familiar to me for some reason. I have this sense of comfort, almost motherly. She’s beautiful but more in a celestial or angelic way. Her hair is white but has an iridescent quality to it. She feels ancient but barely looks 40. Her eyes are the same as mine, deep green, and I look at them every day in the mirror and in the girls. I feel a push from behind.

I look back, and Amelie pushes me forward and waves her hand for me to go to this woman. I shake my head ‘no,’ and she pushes me again. I feel drawn to her, but I’m hesitant to give in to that urge.

“Daddy, come give grandma a hug!” Daisy grabs one of my hands and Rose the other, and they pull me toward the mysterious woman. I could resist them easily, but I don’t. I’m standing in front of her. She has her arms outstretched, and she pulls me into a hug. It’s the most soothing feeling I’ve felt since before my mother passed away as a pup. I feel tears fill my eyes, and I pull her closer.