I…don’t know what to say today. I know it’s been a while since I’ve been able to blog much. Houghton has been dragging me to various conferences and workshops and summits around the region, for one thing.
For another, Gretchen Reynolds has been keeping me busy hunting for lost loved ones.
We’re focusing on Luc, Paige, Ari & Simon’s siblings now. I didn’t realize we’d find one as close as we did, but…
Well, he doesn’t want the connection. I’m still looking for others. Part of the problem is that we don’t know exactly how many children Denise Daviess birthed, or even under what name she did it.
She was extremely clever and horribly mercenary. If she was still alive, she’d be facing human trafficking charges for selling her own children.
She still disgusts me whenever I think about it.
Between the search and my husband, I’m exhausted.
And then there is Jillian.
Lacy is doing well, healing after her ordeal at FCGH. Jillian was there that night, along with Travis’ brother Rafe.
I don’t think Jillian is sleeping well now. She’s jittery again, like she was after what had happened with the lt. governor. I hate that she’s suffering this setback.
And everything else that has happened to her since Lacy was hurt? I just don’t understand it.
Hasn’t my sister suffered enough?