Chapter 16
All Rosemary could do was sit there, frozen in shock, body numb. It was like one of those dreams where it was impossible to move, where it felt as if the very air had congealed around her.
How could he be here? How was this even possible? The man standing in front of her was recognizably her father, even though she hadn’t seen him in more than seventeen years. Older, yes, his hair now completely gray and with new lines etched around his eyes and mouth, but even with all those changes, she would have known him anywhere.
Except…he’d died ten years ago.
“I know this is something of a shock,” her father said. “Do you mind if I sit down?”
“Um….” Her mouth didn’t seem able to form more than that single syllable.
Will came to her rescue, thank God. “I’m Will Gordon,” he said. “An
