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Kate’s Point Of View
I froze momentarily, glanced at Jacob, and rubbed my chin thoughtfully. Whether or not to visit Craig must be Alicia’s choice, but breaking bad news to a child and discussing those options was new to me.
Jacob made a move for his phone, ready to act as if he was in an emergency.
“I’ll book a helicopter to take us to Baltimore immediately, Kate.”
“Can Hannah do that, sweetheart? Let’s see Alicia together right away. Mom will still be with her upstairs.”
“Of course.”
I was conscious that my voice was filled with concern, which would frighten Alicia, but however hard I tried, my panic rose, wilting my soul. My concern wasn’t about Craig because he meant nothing to me. I worried about my daughter and her feelings and the sadness that would grip her because of this bad news.
Processing what to say to a beloved child while realizing I didn’t care whether her uncle lived or died made me feel more confused and guilty. My heart thumped thunderously, and my head filled with noise, aching in both temples, at the back of my neck and behind my eyes.
“Let’s find our daughter, Jacob.”
“She’s in the apartment.”