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"So you knew?" Anna asked flatly. Various emotions were rising and ebbing within her. Anger that her father had never told her any of this before. Gratitude and love that he hadn't missed out on as much of her life as she'd thought.
The Spelling Bee had always been a mixed memory with her. Yes, she had been proud to win. But there had also been pain. One of the proudest moments of her childhood and her father had not been there to share it with her. Except he had been.
"I suspected. After I realized I was able to touch you, Aislinn said you were probably a Dreamer," he answered. There was a pause as a nurse came in to check on her.
"When came I go home?" Anna was tired of being in the hospital. IV's and connections to machines were wearing thin. She wanted her arms back. She'd heard the new plastic needles that were used in IV's hurt less than the metal ones. If so, she never wanted a metal one stuck in her arm.
"The doctor will have the final say, but probably tomorrow," and then she was alone with her father once more.
"Why didn't you ever tell me any of this before? I was so upset as a kid. You were gone so much," sleep began to creep up on her. With each passing moment, it was harder and harder to stay awake. The darkness was working to swallow her again.
"Would you have believed me?" with his question, her first instinct was to say yes. She held the response inside. It wasn't something that one could answer rashly.
"No," she finally sighed.
"That's why," he reached and gave her hands a squeeze. It was the best they could do instead of a hug.
"So what happened?" there was much more for him to tell, she knew. She could feel it. Once more, he began to tell her of the past.
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