“You must think I’m such a…”  Ro began.

            “My parents aren’t dead.”  Daisy said cutting off Rosita, and Ro
narrowed her eyes.  She moved over to
Daisy.  Daisy had told her about the graveyard
visit, the day she’d met Alice‘s daughter.

            “You saw their…”

            “Graves. 
Yeah.  The graves of two people
who died, I found some papers…  At Alice‘s place, under the couch a little while
back.  It gave her name as the mother to
Daisy Aleka Pika.  I checked the blood
types from all the mixed up paper work we had, and Daisy Mitchell had an Rh
factor, that page was in my file and my page was in her file.  I don’t have an Rh factor.  Alice doesn’t. 
The Vaughan woman had the Rh factor, I tracked it
down through a few websites.”  Daisy said
softly, and she chuckled.  “Alice was looking for her girl too…  Desiree‘s parents are the ones in the cemetery, not
mine.”  Daisy said with such ease that Ro
leaned back; looking at Alice and Quin, then back at Daisy.

            “You are so full of…”  Ro started to say, and then Daisy looked at
her.  How long had she been sitting on
this?  This young woman was so much
stronger than anyone she’d ever met.

            “I was going to tell her after the
party at Peggy‘s. 
I chickened out, then the earthquake, then Quin….  I know her and that’s enough.”  Daisy stated quietly, her eyes stormy with
the thoughts in her head.

            “Do you know how happy she’s going
to be?  She’s going to be jumping for
joy, chica why are you standing out here and not telling her that…”  Ro stopped she licked her lips.  Daisy looked pained; she stepped into
Rosita’s arms.  Ro held her, she wasn’t
crying but she was conflicted.

            “So you aren’t going to tell
her?”  Rosita asked and Daisy pulled away
and smiled, shook her head no.  Daisy
leaned up against the building again, Ro regarding her, knowing this wasn’t
your every day normal teenager.  She was
much more than that.

            “I’ve got it good with Cass and with Tina.  Why ruin
it?  Alice is a good friend.  I said it before, blood isn’t what makes
family love is.”  Daisy said, and Ro
looked like she was pouting.

            “Do you know what I’d give to have
one minute with my parents again?”  Ro
asked and Daisy looked at her with a grin.