With everything else that she’d lost in life—the DJ jobs… the advertising jobs… even her mom—maybe in this moment, Clementine was due for a gain. Plus, it was still her dad. How could she not have some emotional connection? And that was the one thing that Beecher—who lost his own father—understood better than anyone. Sure, seeing Nico was the hardest thing Clementine had ever done, but like any orphan, she wasn’t tracking down her father to learn more about him. She was tracking him down to learn more about herself. With the push of a button, Clementine’s laptop hummed to life, and she sat back on the futon with Parker in her lap and the laptop by her side. “I know, I know,” she whispered to Parker. It definitely wouldn’t be good for her. And the worst part was, she knew the pain was only getting worse. Of course, if she wanted, she could stop it.
