The Elemental Clan Series Boxed Set by Elaine Calloway

Author:Elaine Calloway
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fallen angels, good versus evil, elemental series, elemental world, books set in napa valley, books set in new orleans, books set in new york city, books set in oregon, paranormal fantasy books for adults
Publisher: Elaine Calloway

CHAPTER FORTY-THREE

Abby hung up with Phoenix. She still had time before she had to leave, and she couldn’t resist putting on her white coat—the symbol of a doctor. No matter what her boss said, she remained what she defined herself to be: a doctor. They couldn’t take that away from her.

All this time away from bustling ER rooms, emergencies, even handling the druggies that wore down the compassion flowing through her veins, she’d had time to think. And she didn’t want to think anymore.

She wanted to move on. And that meant facing her past, putting it behind her once and for all.

With a determined push, she dialed her parents’ phone number.

“Adams Residence,” a very posh British accent said.

They must have hired a new butler. Funny how they could afford all these extras but they had refused to help contribute to medical school.

“I’d like to speak to my mother or father,” Abby said.

“They have retired, ma’am.”

“Retired? It’s only noon. I’m their daughter, Abby. Please get one of them on the phone.”

She could actually hear his nose wriggling on the other end of the line.

“I’m just going to keep calling until one of them gets on the phone. I know they don’t…retire…in the middle of the day.”

“One moment.”

Good. She took deep breaths to reassure herself. This conversation was long overdue.

Seconds later, she could hear muffled conversation. Penguin Man must have found them.

“What could she want?” her father said.

“Don’t go all crazy, dear.”

“We don’t hear from her for months and then—”

“You guys know I can hear you, right?” Abby said, her voice unwavering.

There were a few coughs, hems and haws, followed by some static on the phone. Her parents’ way of covering their ass.

“Abigail,” her mother said. “How are you?”

“Hi, Mom.” Abby bit her lip. This was going to be harder than she thought. Maybe she just needed to look at this phone conversation as excising a tumor from an organ. There was no time for dilly-dally, no time to panic. Get the tool, get in, excise the tumor, and get out. That needed to be her strategy.

“Mom, I need to tell you something. It’s important, and I should have said it a long time ago.”

She could hear her mother wince.

“What is it?”

“I believe you and Dad have always blamed me for John’s death—”

“Abigail—”

“It’s Abby. And please let me get this off my chest.”

Silence.

“Thank you. I don’t know if that was your only way to deal with your loss, or if you even realized that is what you were doing.”

“What’s this all about?” a gruff male voice asked. Her dad apparently had gotten on the adjoining phone.

“It’s about me needing to tell you how I feel, Dad. About how your silence, your cold way of never saying John’s name in the years that followed, all of it I took as blame. That you both blamed me for killing your son.”

Tears started to fall down Abby’s face, but she wiped them away. Too late to back out now. She’d opened the floodgates. She needed to stay for the ride.

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