❝ –– perhaps it’s true that things can change in a day. and when they do, those few dozen hours, like the salvaged remains of a burned house—the charred clock, the singed photograph, the scorched furniture—must be resurrected from the ruins and examined. and suddenly, they become the bleached bones of a story.
Teddy rocked back and forth on the hospital bed, her gown hanging loosely on her slight frame. It didn’t matter how many times Delia asked — her answer would always be the same.
I want my baby. Give me back my baby.
She’d lost a husband; she’d lost a child.
And somewhere along the way, she’d
lost h e r s e l f .
It felt selfish to be thinking about herself in that moment, but Delia still found herself wondering how she could ever be more than a reminder of not only one but now t w o of the loved ones that her mother had lost. Between the possibility of carrying the dreaded VHL gene and her incurable optimism, she was Henry’s daughter through and through. She might not have played any part in his untimely death, but there was a rather large part of her that felt she was at least somewhat responsible for the unnecessary loss of her little half-sister.
“You what?” Delia prompted, hoping she might continue before c o m p l e t e l y shutting down. “I really need to get going, so whatever it is, just tell me already. Please.”
I really need to get going. The whisper upon her lips fell silent in her
realization: just like everyone else, Delia had upped and moved on. While the
world went on living without her, Teddy found herself chasing after ghosts that
were long gone
—— the life she could have had, the family she n e v e r would have and now
the child whose face she’d never see again. The world didn’t cease to roll on just because she couldn’t bear to distance herself from the past; it would only leave her further and further behind, so long as she kept trying to live the memories
of the people she had lost.
“T-There’s nothing left for me to live for,”
she keened softly, trying to rock the pain
away. “Nothing left but y o u . Don’t
go,
Delia — I need you.”