_{“i would love it for her to be protected and safe… i’m her mother, after all.” somehow she found herself more hopeful that jess was alive and hiding from her rather than waiting up in heaven for years to come. then she would at least get to live. “it’s not that i am actively searching for her… i just… she has a distinctive mole – m-maybe i was seeing things, though.”}

       _{part of him wanted to tell the truth for once; actually admit he knew her. it would have been so easy. to actually help a mother meet their daughter again – to see her again. though, he wasn’t ready to simply give jess up, and let her go. maybe eventually he’d be ready, but for now? he wasn’t even going to think of it.}

         _{"you miss her,” he said, glancing to the ground.”you still look…see her when she isn’t there.” a pause. “it’s hard isn’t it? knowing all about a someone… even related to you, but they still are a mystery. sometimes… even to themselves.”}