back to his father for the funeral.?
?Of course,? Daphne said sadly. ?Will you let me know when
she?ll be here? Hector mentioned something about facing her to
ask for forgiveness . . . ? she trailed off uncertainly, as if she wasn?t
sure Hector should do that.
?I?ll call you,? Pallas promised stiffly, and then hurried out of the
room.
Daphne stayed for a bit longer and reassured the rest of the family
that physically Hector was going to be fine; but she was blunt
about the fact that he wasn?t doing well emotionally. After letting
them all know that she would convey their love to him, she departed
hastily, saying that she had left Hector alone for as long as she
dared. Helen walked her to the door.
?Did Hector see you in Pandora?s shape on the beach tonight??
she asked her mother quietly when they got to the front door.
?No. And he can never know,? Daphne said, staring at Helen intensely.
?You and I are the only family he has now and he needs to
trust me. You both do.?
Helen knew her mother had risked her life to help Hector, but
the way Helen saw it, trust was something that was earned, not
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something that another person could demand from her. Even if
that person was her own mother.
?I?ll be in touch with you over the next few days to let you know
what the plan is,? Daphne promised as she took her bag down off
the hook and opened the door.
?One last thing?? Helen asked as she held the door open. ?I?ll stay
quiet about what I saw on the beach if you agree to release Jerry
from the influence of the cestus. You never loved him, but Kate
does, and I think it?s about time you let someone in your life be