My Other Mother Page #4

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was turn on the TV,

and there she was

in plain sight.

It's obvious they chose

to stay away.

You don't get it.

They could never love you

the way we do.

- Candace?

Coming, daddy.

Clearly, you gave this a lot

of thought before you told us.

Yes, sir.

- Yeah, well...

You're a grown woman.

Who am i to stop you?

Daddy...

none of this changes how i feel

about you and mom.

Uh-huh.

I sure hope so.

Because i couldn't bear

to lose you.

You won't.

Well...

we'll do anything we can

for you, Candy yam.

Thank you, dad.

You're the best.

You, too.

Candy, did you get my

text that the signing was

scheduled to start

30 minutes ago?

I did.

- I ignored it.

Ok, not a problem.

Well, there's a huge crowd out

there, which is good, even if

you're late.

Do you need anything before you

start?

Yes, privacy...

immediately.

Thank you.

- Got it.

Any calls?

- No calls from the agency.

I don't understand, Louis.

I mean, Ok, there's no father

listed on my birth certificate,

but they found my mother three

weeks ago.

So why hasn't she contacted me?

- Well, maybe she's scared, Candy.

It's been over 30 years.

Well, I'm not waiting another

30 years.

I hired a private investigator.

Hopefully, he'll speed up the results.

And I'm just now hearing

about this?

I'm sorry, i didn't realize

I needed to clear it with you,

Louis.

Well, as your manager, no,

but as your friend, I'd like to

be kept in the loop.

Hey, Candy, they're really,

really asking very nicely that

we start the book signing right now.

Fine.

On with the show, right?

Here you are.

- Thank you!

You're welcome.

Evening, miss Meyers.

- Good evening.

Are you um, F.A.N.?

- No, no.

My brother Freddie is...

was.

He had a heart attack and passed

away a couple days ago.

Oh, no, I'm...

I'm sorry to hear that.

His...

his cards and his flowers,

they always made my day.

- Yeah, well, he would have...

He would have like that.

Please, give your family my

condolences.

Well, you see...

that's just the thing.

You are my family.

Uh, just ask the...

detective you sent.

What?

- Who are you?

I'm Abner Thomas Nelson.

My brother was

Frederick Andrew Nelson.

And...

He was your father, Candy.

- No, I'm...

I'm sorry, that...

that can't be.

Well, I'm sorry it had to

come to you like this.

Freddie was so looking forward

to meeting you.

Excuse me.

Um...

Freddie's funeral is in a couple

of days out in manning.

My number's there.

He would surely love it if...

If she could attend.

So you're not even gonna

consider it?

He's your biological father,

Candy.

This is your last chance

to see him above ground.

All right.

You'll regret it if you don't.

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