Hello everybody and welcome back to FM, some of you might recall it was on the old board and I have received a few requests for it. Sadly my computer has been a bit cranky and I almost lost it along with a few other fics but fear not, it has been saved and now the comp is nice again

So here we go, the story contains some cursing and adult themes, which tends to make it more fun Enjoy everyone!



Chapter 1
“Sit I’ll get it,” Andrea said and rushed for her sisters cell phone.
“Thanks” the heavily pregnant Caroline said and sank back into the chair.
“You look exhausted,” Sharon said sympathetically.
“I am, do you remember your last weeks?”
“All too well,” Sharon said with a shiver.
”Yes Frank she’s fine, honestly you called one and a half hour ago! Yes I know you’re worried. Of course we’re looking after her, why you think I’m answering her phone!? Ok, yes I will, ok, ok, YES Frank, bye,” Andrea said half annoyed, half amused and turned to Caroline.
“He asked me to tell you that you’re the most gorgeous woman on the face of the earth.” Caroline giggled.
“Thanks.”

The four siblings were at their fathers’ house in Dundalk for Sunday lunch. They had just eaten and were now chatting away happily in the lounge room. Sharon and Jim were comparing Cals’ and Brandons’ differences, only being a month apart. Caroline and Andrea were discussing names and guessing the sex of the upcoming baby. As for Gerry, he was just happy having all his children around him, he loved seeing Caroline pregnant again. “You would be so proud of them love”, he directed the thought to his late wife. At that moment there was a knock on the front door and Sharon got to her feet.
“Can I help-,” Sharon froze, the young woman in the doorway was a spitting image of her mother when she was at that age. Sharon composed herself with some difficulty.
“Can I help you?”
“I’m seeking Gerry Corr,” the young woman said, she had a calmness about her that made Sharon comfortable.
“Just a moment, daddy!” She called back over her shoulder. Gerry appeared in the doorway and like Sharon he froze, unlike Sharon, he knew who this was, who it must be.
“Thank you blossom,” he said and sent Sharon back to the lounge room with a nod. She wanted to ask but the look on his face told her not to. Gerry turned to the girl, patiently waiting in the doorway.
“Would you like some tea?”
“Tea would be lovely,” she answered and stepped inside. A while later they sat facing each other at the kitchen table. Gerry was searching for the words without much success. The young woman opposite to him came to the rescue.
“My name is Hanna,” she said calmly. He picked the thread.
“How old are you?”
“I turned twenty last spring.” He crinched, she looked and seemed older and he found it hard to believe it had been that long.
“And how’s your mother?”
“She died a couple of months ago,” there was a shadow on her face but no grief. There had been, he could se that, but it had moved on.
“I’m very sorry to hear that, may I ask how?”
“My brother, oh well half-brother,” she corrected herself, “died last Christmas, she faded away after that.”
“Oh my God,” he said, truly shocked.
“Yes,” she said with a soft smile, “we’ve had our discussions.” Gerry tried to gather his thoughts, he could hear his children laughing in the lounge room. It was Hannas' calm that settled him, she didn’t seem neither upset or insecure, just calm and patient.
“How did you find out?” He asked in a voice that seemed more fragile than it was.
“I found a letter in my mothers’ safe-deposit box, addressed to me, she explained everything.”
“How come you believed it?”
“It was the answer to all the riddles, the last piece of the puzzle. When I had read it, everything fell into place.” Gerry nodded thoughtfully.
“Do you have it?” Without a word she handed it to him. He took a deep breath and read a handwriting he had not read in twenty years.

He folded the letter carefully and gave it back to her. Jims' warm laugh reached them form the lounge room accompanied by Andreas giggles.
“I wouldn’t have come if I had known they would be here,” she said quietly.
“Will you come with me when I tell them?”
“You’re sure you want to do that now, and with me here?” She looked at him carefully, he seemed absolutely petrified.
“I might not be able to work up the courage again,” he said determined and left for the lounge room. She followed him close, noticing that they walked the same way.


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