frowned at his partner. Jason had to admit his father had a good point. It seemed strange that Sandra exhibited no desire to see her own flesh and blood. Sandra slumped slightly. “Of course a part of me wants to know how she’s turned out. I’ve thought of nothing else since the day she was born. But it’s not as simple as that. My whole family live around here. What am I going to do about them? You never saw what happened when I fell pregnant.” Doug drew her into his embrace. “This isn’t about your family, honey. It’s about you meeting your only child. It is important for you and for her. I honestly thought I was doing the right thing by contacting her for you. I can’t imagine not knowing my kids.” He squeezed her shoulders. Sandra stiffened. “I know you meant well, but you don’t understand. My family will not approve of her being here. You have no idea how bad they can be. I really think it’s best that we tell her to leave and I don’t want to do that on my own.” She whirled around to face Jason and stabbed a finger in his direction. “You’d better not tell Mitch about this. He’ll only report the whole affair to the rest of the family. I’ll skin you alive if he finds out.” Jason exchanged a shocked glance with his father. Doug shook his head slightly, warning Jason to say nothing. He rubbed Sandra’s back gently. “Of course he won’t tell Mitch. Nobody’s going to do anything you don’t want them to. There is no pressure. Just think about things. Don’t make your mind up about this right now. Wait and see how you feel when she arrives.” “I won’t change my mind!” Sandra slumped back against his chest, the sound of her tears were muffled by his thick coat. “I hate to state the obvious, but can’t you just write and cancel the whole thing?” Jason suggested. “It seems the obvious solution under the circumstances.” Doug cast a pained grimace towards Jason. “I kind of left it a bit late to spring the surprise on Sandra. Unfortunately, her daughter will arrive here before a letter gets to her. It’s too late to stop her visiting, I’m afraid.” “And you don’t have her email address or phone number?” Doug shook his head. Jason sighed. Great! He pinched the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger. He could feel the beginnings of a headache. Right now, he wished his father had never visited him when he’d moved to Devon. They wouldn’t be in this mess if Doug had never clapped eyes on Sandra. And now her daughter was being thrown into the mix. A daughter that none of the other Fuller’s wanted anything to do with. The sinking in the pit of his stomach warned him that trouble was headed their way. He could feel it on the horizon like a thunderstorm. “So, when does she arrive?” he asked his father, resigned to the inevitable. Nobody could mess things up quite like his dad. “She’ll be here tomorrow.” Sandra’s head shot up, her eyes blazing. “She’ll be gone tomorrow too. I won’t have her stay here, Doug. I won’t!” Jason stared at the woman’s hardened face. She was hiding something, he was sure of it. Her eyes flashed with fear. What was going on? Judging by the expression on Sandra’s face, he rather thought it would be better for this long lost daughter to stay lost. ***** Callie shifted in her bed and rolled over. She sighed. A soft breeze wafted against her face. Something tickled her nose. Callie raised her hand and swatted at the air. She wrinkled her nose and scratched it. Shifting around in the bed again, she tried to relax her body so she could drift back to sleep. She was just on the edges of slumber when something icy cold touched her cheek. Callie’s eyes popped open. For a fraction of a second she saw a small pale face staring right into hers. Shrieking, Callie sat up in bed and snapped on her nightlight. The warm glow flooded the room. She stared around, blinking rapidly. Her heart thudded wildly in