Detective Jack: S1-06: The Truth

I caught up with her as she neared the car.

“Abigail!”

“Stop it!”

“Stop what?”

“That’s…not my name.”

I could instantly hear the inner workings of my brain. What was she saying? Was this some elaborate trick?

“I’m sorry,” she whispered.

“What do you mean? What are you talking about?”

“I’m not Abigail!”

I stood, unable to move my face, my emotions whirling around inside. My body trying to keep it all in.

“Abigail is my sister. Well, she was, anyways. But now she’s dead. And you’re just being so nice, and I…I’m a liar.” She burst into a painful sob that pierced any semblance of peace on the boulevard. From down the block, people looked up.

“So, you’re Amanda?”

Between sobs, she croaked, “I’m Amanda.”

I stared at her. For a second, my fists clenched. But then, I looked at Amanda. Broken. Sobbing. And for some reason, all the feelings of betrayal moved to the side. And at that moment, the emotion I had wasn’t anger.

I hugged her.

As she cried on my chest, I looked down. Her hair still sparkled. Her energy still incredible.

I whispered, “I think I still love you.”