Scott’s simple “I like you” echoed in Mamie’s mind the whole way home. She kept zoning out, lost in the mess of emotions swirling inside her. Of course she was moved. She couldn’t deny it, not even to herself. Maybe that’s why, seven years ago, she’d chosen to keep Scott’s child. It must have been because she liked him.
She could have just gone along with everything and let Vince help her mom, but she’d broken up with Scott instead. Maybe that was because she liked him too much, and it scared her.
After her parents died, it hit her so hard she lost all her memories. Maybe deep down, she blamed herself. Maybe her feelings for Scott had somehow caused everything that happened, and she couldn’t live with the guilt.
Scott’s voice pulled her back to the present. “I’ll talk to Dad,” he said quietly. “He deserves to know Garth is our son…and that you’re his real mom.”
Mamie frowned, thinking about how old Ladd was now. “What if he can’t handle it? What if it’s too much of a shock?”
Scott smiled a little. “He’s tougher than you think. He’ll be okay.”
Mamie had to go back to the office that afternoon, so she didn’t go with Scott to The Stephens Estate. When Scott arrived, Ladd and Pauline were playing chess in the garden. He said hi, then stood there, waiting. Pauline caught the vibe right away and slipped away, leaving Scott alone with his dad.
“Dad, I need to tell you something.”
Ladd looked up, curious. “Mamie left you again?”
Scott just stared at him, at a loss. “Can’t you wish me well for once?”
He took a breath. “Mamie lost her memory when she had Garth. She still doesn’t remember everything, but you should know…she’s Garth’s real mom.”
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