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the cloudiness in his eyes.
    “They identified the body they found on my mom’s property.”
    “Well, that’s good, right?” I try to sound hopeful, but he is scaring me.
    “It was my father.” My heart drops to the floor, and I grab him in my arms holding him as tightly as I can. He needs me right now, and I want to give him some of the peace he has bestowed upon me this weekend.
    “I’m so sorry, Aiden.” I whisper the words to him and he tightens his grip on me and buries his face into my neck while bringing me onto his lap. I want to take away the pain so bad. I don’t want him to feel like this. After all this time, why now? He lost his father almost thirty years ago. He mourned him as a child and now he has to relive it all over again as an adult. I could only imagine what he is feeling right know. His breathing slowly steadies after a while.
    “I have to go.” He doesn’t loosen his grip so I don’t either. I squeeze him tighter and he does too.
    “We are meeting at my mom’s house to tell her.” I pull back and look at him. His eyes are so lost and I wish I could help him. He sits limply with his hand on my leg and runs his thumb back and forth on my thigh. I watch and wonder what he is thinking. I wonder who told him and how they told him. All the questions fill my head, but I ask nothing. He gets up and I slide down his body, as we just stand still hugging each other. It feels good, liberating even, and I think I know what I’m about to do. He tenderly kisses my forehead and pulls away from me. I follow him down the hallway and into the kitchen.
    “I’ll be back later.” He turns and gazes at me longingly. I want to kiss him in the worst way, but I don’t. He looks to hurt and I just want to comfort him. I walk over and hug him and settle for a kiss on the cheek. He leans into my kiss as I bring my hands to his neck. He moves in closer and kisses me. I don’t stop him. He kisses me softly and I kiss him back. He pulls back and I steal one more small kiss hoping it will make him feel better.
    “I don’t know when I’ll be back, so don’t wait up.” He starts to walk out the door.
    “I’ll be up.” He strides back to me to kiss me again, grabbing me and pulling me into him. I follow his every move because I know this is what we both need.
    “Thank You.” His lips are still on my mine as he whispers this. Then he is off and out the door before I can say anything. I walk over to my phone and see Grant called me. My good mood ruined, I sit down and feel the cluster fuck again. I start to think about him and how he is taking the news. I’m curious as to how they are all taking it. Poor Annie is stuck in the hospital in New York I wonder if Shane is here or if he is there with her? John pops into my head, but I’m so pissed at him I could care less how the fuck he feels. I sit on the couch and muse over how Mrs. Grace is going to take the news. They all thought he died at sea, and all this time he has been at rest close to home. A shiver runs through me as I consider the whole situation. I sigh in frustration. I haven’t a clue how I would react if that were me. The ache in my chest lets me know the pain would be the primary sentiment to a discovery of this magnitude.

AFTER A WHILE I GET up and wander around trying to find something to clean or organize. I unload the dishwasher and clean the counter tops then pace around the living room. I begin to push one couch over a bit then arrange the side table accordingly. It’s not till I have the love seat and two chairs in new positions when my phone vibrates, snapping me out of my redecoration. Walking over, shivers run down my spine when I see Aiden’s name across the screen.
    “Hey.”
    “You need to get over here right now. I have the keys hanging up in the garage, grab the keys to the Mercedes and get over here,” he says in distraught. His voice is scaring me. I tread back into the kitchen as he is talking and walk into the garage