Goodbye, Mr. Regret

"Why do you keep pressing about this?"

Vince's irritation was palpable. "Is it because you realize you couldn't keep it hidden and now you want to dig for answers? How do you even have the nerve?"

He still wasn't satisfied, and pressed on, "Did you really think you could keep this a secret? She knows what she looked like as a kid, doesn't she? Even if you manage to hide it for a while, she'll find out sooner or later. So tell me when did you find out?"

"You still haven't answered my question."

Timothy's expression remained unreadable, calm as ever.

"You're always like this. If I don't talk, you won't either, is that it?”

"That's right."

Vince was so angry it made his chest ache.

"Fine, I'll spell it out. It's just—she looks alike. There are plenty of shows about kids separated from their families, lost and found. Jessy does paper-cutting, my grandfather loves paper-cutting, and then she's taken Daisy as her goddaughter. She's got this strange connection to our family."

Timothy wasn't feeling well; his body was weak and his mind wasn't as sharp as usual.

A server brought over their coffees. Timothy took his cup and sipped.

Yates noticed a deep indentation on the first knuckle of Timothy's right index finger, a trace of blood seeping out.

Yates pressed his lips together. Just how tightly had Timothy been clenching his fist?

several mouthfuls of coffee in

on the face of it, made

media was public. Sheila could see everything, and Yates had even commented

strung all three

Daisy reminded her of Jessica's warmth,

never have suspected anything.

there were two

for is right under

has a special connection with the

what planted the doubt

a phone call. At that point, even without a paternity test, Vince could be sure that Jessica was Salome

spoke up, "Vince, don't you think Sheila was hinting at something with what she

that. When he'd called Sheila to go to the hospital and check on Timothy, they'd chatted a bit, but everything

exactly what had made him suspicious. Frowning, he wondered aloud, "Could she

find out? Did

line. That day at the

exchanged a few words, then Sheila had gone off to find her friends. Was there

"I have something to take care

you still haven't told me when you found out. And when I went to Jessy's place to ask for her childhood photos, she said she couldn't find a single one. Did you hide

question and

him exactly what you

because he's younger-I thought you knew how

what you were saying, I'd bet Sheila knew exactly what she was doing. She deliberately dropped hints for you that day-she's a lot

"Timothy rushed off-do you think he's going to