Jason raised one side of his mouth in contempt. “That’s awful. I’m glad your dad shot that piece of shit.”
April nodded, her mouth turned down. “I can’t even imagine what those poor girls went through. My dad said they’re going to search Cody’s property. He thinks the bodies are buried there.”
“How are you doing with all this?” Jason asked.
April lifted one shoulder and looked down. “I have a recurring nightmare where I can’t move, and he cuts off my hands. We don’t need Jung to analyze that dream.”
“Are you talking to anyone?”
April raised her gaze. “My mom’s making me see a trauma therapist. She’s nice. I saw her yesterday.”
“Good.”
“What about you?”
“I’m fine.” He broke eye contact for a beat.
“Are you sure?”
Jason fidgeted in the bed, adjusting his blanket. “I sometimes have flashbacks to my time in prison. I’ll see something or feel something, and it takes me back. This has brought some of those memories to the forefront.”
April nodded again. “That must be hard. I’m sorry.”
Jason shook his head. “Don’t be. I’m happier than I’ve been in a long time. That’s all because of you.”
April smiled. “I’m glad you feel that way. I want us to have a relationship. Do you think you’ll stay in Loganville?”
“I’d like to.” He chuckled to himself. “I used to hate visiting this place when I was married to your mom. Now … I could see myself living here. You’re here. It’s nice to be treated like a hero, even if it’s misplaced.”
She reached over and placed her hand on top of his. “If you hadn’t been there, I’d be dead. You’re a hero in my mind.”
“That’s nice of you to say, but you’re the hero. You’re the one who risked everything for me. You believed in me, when nobody did for twenty-one years.” His voice wavered. “That meant more to me than you can imagine. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, Dad.”
Jason was stunned. She’d never called him dad. She rarely even used his name.
April retracted her hand. “I’m sorry. That was weird, wasn’t it?”
Jason shook his head again, his eyes glassy. He turned his hand over.
April placed her hand in his.
He squeezed his daughter’s hand and said, “It’s not weird at all. I’m honored.”
Chapter 108: Twenty-One Years Too Late
Michelle knocked on the open door to his hospital room. She wore skinny jeans and a blousy top. Her brown hair was in an updo, wisps of hair framing her face.
“Come in,” Jason called out, sitting up in his bed.
Michelle approached the bed tentatively, her head bowed. She forced a smile. “Hi.”
Jason stared at her face. She had crow’s feet and laugh lines, but she was still so beautiful. “This is so strange.”
“I know. You must …”
Jason gestured to the chair next to his bed. “You can sit, if you want.”
“Thanks.” Michelle walked around his hospital bed and sat in the chair. “You’re probably wondering what I’m doing here.”
“I didn’t have much time to think about it.”
“Sorry, I wasn’t sure you’d even talk to me, after what I did to you.”
“Why are you here?”
Michelle wrung her hands in her lap. “I wanted to thank you for saving April’s life.”
“I think that was more Danny than me.”
“That’s not what he said. He said, if you hadn’t been there, he would’ve been too late. So, thank you.”
Jason nodded. “You’re welcome.”
Michelle took a deep breath. “I um, I also wanted to apologize to you, knowing that there’s nothing I can ever say to … fix what I did to you.” Tear welled in her eyes. “I can’t imagine how much I must’ve hurt you.” She wiped the corners of her eyes.
Jason didn’t respond for a long moment. He swallowed hard and said, “Back then, this was all I wanted. You meeting with me face-to-face. I thought that, if we met in person, you would see that I was telling the truth.”
Michelle sniffled. “I don’t think it would’ve mattered. I was too influenced by the people around me to think for myself. You deserved better. I’m truly sorry.”
Jason blinked, and a tear slipped down his face. He wiped his eyes discreetly with his index finger. “I regret not wanting to have children with you. If I had listened to you that Christmas night at your parents. If I hadn’t worn that condom, none of this would’ve happened. You and I would be married, and maybe we’d have other kids too.”
“I don’t doubt it. I’m sure we would’ve been happy.”
Jason exhaled. “But we can’t go back.”
She nodded. “You’re right. We can’t go back. We can only move forward.” Michelle sat up straighter in her seat. “I know April’s twenty and can make her own decisions, but Danny and I want you to be in her life. You’re welcome in our home for family get-togethers. Christmas, Thanksgiving, birthdays. All of it. I know your family isn’t welcoming to you.”
Jason shook his head. “I can’t imagine Danny’s on board with that.”
“He is. We’ve already discussed it. That’s why I’m here.”
“I don’t think it’s a good idea. I’m happy to show up to neutral places, like her college graduation or her wedding, if I’m invited, but I don’t think I can be a part of your family like that. I don’t think I can watch what could’ve been. There’s too much …” He looked down.
“I understand. If you change your mind, you’re always welcome.”
He nodded again.
“What will you do now?”
He raised his gaze. “I don’t know, but I feel like I have a second chance on life. I plan to take advantage of it.”
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