Chapter 603

Miley’s mind was a whirlwind of confusion. She was a year younger than Marguerite, so how could she possibly remember the events surrounding Marguerite’s birth?

Instead of answering Robert right away, Miley hollered toward the foyer,

“Mom! Can you come here for a sec? We need to ask you something!”

Harriet scurried into the room, concern etched on her face. “What’s up, honey?”

Miley swiftly retrieved the photo from its hidden compartment and echoed Robert’s inquiry with urgency.

with recognition at the sight of the blanket, and after a moment’s reflection, it clicked. “This blanket was Marguerite’s from the day she was born. Laverne used to say she wouldn’t go anywhere without it, clung to it like a security blanket. She finally stopped using it around three, and Laverne kept it safe ever since. I remember her joking that she’d save it for Marguerite’s wedding day, to gift her husband-to-be with a piece of her childhood. I’m not sure if she ever did gift it, but I -am certain Laverne considered

a similar blanket when she was

her head, a definitive no. “Never saw

and Robert, she felt lost in the shuffle, unable to piece together the significance

at Robert, perplexed. “Okay, slow down. What’s the big deal about the blanket?”

expression was solemn as he pulled out another

He held up the photo next to the one of Laverne cradling Marguerite, and asked, “Don’t these blankets look almost identical?”

at them closely, and

frowned. “But matching blankets don’t necessarily mean anything, right? Maybe the Abletts just ended up

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