Fifty Two: Descreetly Saying Goodbye

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It's cold in the morning. Daphne is up bright and early in the stables at the back of the manor, with her horse 99. Of course, his full name is '99% Fat Free', but we've resulted to calling it 99.

I watch as she gallops across the grass. 99 has light brown fur and a white main.

When I am as far away from her as possible, I sit down, take my phone out and call the first person on my list.

"Hello?" EJ answers.

"Hey. It's Hana," I say.

"Sis! Good to hear from you," he laughs back.

"Happy fourth of July."

"Yeah, you too!"

I am not sure what to say after that, but there are tears cascading down my cheeks by then. I may cry a lot; but I can think of nothing worse than my task at hand.

"I um...I just wanted to tell you that I love you, and that I'm glad I found you EJ," I say.

"I'm glad too. And I love you sis," he replies.

I try to grip on every word he says, because they may be the last words I ever hear him say. Before he leaves, he gives me the number I am after.

My thumbs shakes wildly and can hardly press the keys to type it in. For a long time I hover over the last number. Finally, I press it.

Putting the phone to my ear brings a whole new wave of fear. With each beep I find myself hoping that he will not answer.

"Hello?"

His voice is rough, but light.

"Hello?" He emphasizes.

"Is this...Isaac Fletcher?" I barely choke out.

"Yeah. Who's this?"

What do I say? After a minute of choking he yells.

"Who is this?"

"I-It's me!"

"Who's me!?"

"It's your daughter!" I yell, shaking wildly.

Silence.

I wipe tears away furiously. "How did you get my number?"

Seriously?

"Is that the first thing you have to say?" I mumble. My voice grows loud. "That is the first thing you want to know? Not how I have been for the past twenty years? No apology for abandoning mom? No apology for playing a twenty year game of hide-and-seek!? You want to know how I got this number? I got it from the only good thing you have ever brought me; and that's my brother! This call is untraceable so good luck trying to find me!" I yell.

When I am done I drop my phone. I take out the list and cross two names off out of the many there.

I continue my day by calling the girls from high school. I even contact Oa and say goodbye to Cyra and some other Lanterns and Teal Hearts.

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