Harry doesn't... understand.

"Harry doesn’t… understand."

"None of you do," Chris says.

It stings, and Holly knows it's the truth. “It hasn’t been easy, you know. You don’t know what it was like after Mom died. And then Gary and Grandpa…” Her chest tightens in remembered grief and she has to close her eyes to focus again.

“I just want to see him.”

Chris crosses his arms and that striking tattoo jumps out at her again. “Why?”

There are so many things she could say, but only one that matters.

“He’s my Dad.”

She sees his eyes soften. “Just remember, he’s human too.”

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