He studied the expression of pure shock on her face, trying to decipher why it was there. When she didn‘t speak, he was by her side in concern. “What is it?” She looked at him in shock. “They found me.” “Who found you?” “My family.” Lauryn pressed the letter in his hand, and then slid out of bed to pace the bedroom. He read the envelope, seeing that it had been forwarded a few times. So many times, he couldn‘t tell what the original address had been. He unfolded the letter. It was from a maternal aunt who had found out Lauryn‘s father had passed away. They were looking for her, wanted to meet her. Catch up on the lost time if she was willing to give them any of her time. It seemed her family gathered for dinner every Sunday. Lauryn was receiving an official invite for any Sunday that she was able to attend. Lauryn‘s aunt had left a number for her to contact her. From what he could tell, Lauryn‘s family was looking forward to hearing from her. He looked at Lauryn then opened his arms.
