Chapter 13

• The old lawyer's eyebrow raised. "Indeed? I'm sure I can pass that on. Good luck, Kyle, and I'll see you tomorrow. And don't forget your passport."
• Kyle nodded, breathing a sigh of relief as the old man turned his back. The message had been a spur of the moment thing, and the wording impromptu, but he wanted to get a message to them if they remembered him. Telling them he wished he knew he had sisters would remind them that none of them knew they were related when they'd met before, and adding that he was looking forward to meeting them for the first time tomorrow was something he was rather pleased with. A hidden message saying don't admit that we've already met. In the event that one or both of them didn't remember him then the whole message would seem quite sweet.
• Kyle smiled, his stomach still doing flip-flops, but nowhere near as bad as it was a few minutes ago.