Baltimore 03 - Did You Miss Me?

is that he suspected Beckett after you drew that picture of a mother and father with a girl, when the therapist asked you to draw your attacker. I think he knew what you were trying to say.’
    ‘But at that point no one would have believed him,’ she whispered. ‘They were all so sure he did it. I tried to tell them that he didn’t. Oh my God, Joseph. How do I tell Mama? All these years she believed he left her. All these years . . .’ Her throat closed. ‘All these years I thought I drove him away. I thought he hated me.’
    ‘He was trying to avenge his little girl. And clear his name, I’d guess. I’m sorry, Daphne. Beckett’s taken so much from you and your family.’
    ‘I’m . . . well, stunned right now. I imagine it’ll hit me later. But I kind of feel better knowing. It means my father was a hero. Not a man who abandoned his family.’
    ‘That’s the way I hoped you’d see it.’
    ‘Wow. Any other major bombshells?’
    ‘Nope. I think that’s it.’ He let out a long breath. ‘I feel so much better now. I was dreading telling you that. I hate to bring you bad news.’
    ‘Hopefully we’re done with bad news for a while. But if it comes, we’ll deal.’ She pulled his head down for a kiss that started out sweet but quickly became demanding and when she pulled away they were both breathing hard. ‘We’ve had a long day,’ she whispered. ‘Let’s go upstairs and end it right.’
    He smiled and her heart fluttered in her chest. ‘I like the way you think.’
    She rose and tugged him to his feet. ‘But I’ve been thinking all day. I’m ready to stop thinking.’
    ‘I think I might know a few ways to make that happen.’
    She slid her arm around his waist and walked with him to the stairs. ‘I kind of thought you might.’