"She's... she's your..." Jameson's voice shook; he needed to sit back down. Sometimes life had a funny way of connecting different people, but this was absurd. Jameson needed Angela to repeat what she had just said. Had he misheard her? Were they discussing the same person?
"Yeah, Patricia Elizabeth McComb is my mother's older sister," Angela explained apprehensively.
"Janice's sister," Jameson echoed. Angela watched his eyes unfocus as he got lost in his thoughts.
"Jameson, you're scaring me. What's going on with my aunt? Is she okay?" How did Jameson know about her aunt? Aunt Pat had never really been around. From what Angela could recall, Aunt Pat and her grandparents hadn't been on speaking terms for decades. Really, only Janice talked to Pat, but what should that matter now?
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