Peggy Holloway - Judith McCain 04 - Jupiter Returns
called him Walt.
    “He’s the sweetest, most gentle man I’ve ever known. I love him with all my heart. Sometimes I can’t believe I found him.”
    She looked at me and put her hand over her mouth, “I’m sorry, Judith. You’re mourning Ben and I’m going on and on about Walt. I loved Ben too, you know. He was definitely one of the good guys.”
    We held each other and cried for Ben. When I pulled away I said, “Don’t be sorry, Julia. I’m so happy for you. You deserve all the happiness in the world after all you went through.”

“So do you, Judith, and you had happiness for only a short time. I hope they catch those bitches and soon. It’s hard to believe we’re triplets instead of twins.”
    Supper that night was a bittersweet affair. We were glad Julia was here but knew Jupiter and Christina were still out there and we were worried about John and Tracy. Tracy called later in the evening and after talking to Mark and Brad, she wanted to talk to me.
    “Has Julia told you what happened here, Judith?”
    “No she hasn’t and I didn’t ask. We have been catching up and I had decided to give her time to tell me when she’s ready.”
    “Well, try to get her to tell you what happened. According to Dr. Prescott, her finance, she called him saying that someone was trying to break in her house. He then heard shots. He called 911 and called me on the way over.
    “He found Julia curled up on the floor in the closet. She had blood on her but he couldn’t figure out where it was coming from. By the time the ambulance got here he had cleaned her up and she seemed to be all right.
    “There were no cuts or bruises or anything. The police questioned her and she said someone had broken a window and came in and started stabbing her.
    “The police wanted to charge her with pressing false charges but Dr. Prescott explained to them that she had a history of psychiatric problems. So, here’s the deal, Judith, she was released with the understanding that she come to Houston and check herself back into Westpark. Has she told you anything about any of this?”
    “No, not one word, she acts like she’s here for a visit. Other than being too thin, I didn’t sense anything wrong. Why didn’t you know about this when you left to go over there this morning?”
    “You know how badly the police and the FBI communicate sometimes. We don’t know how it happened but there was some kind of mix up. It wasn’t until we talked to Dr. Prescott that we got the real story.
    “You need to find out what’s going on with her, Judith. We didn’t even get to see her. Our paths crossed between here and Houston.
    “We’re going to check out some more things here and then fly back either tonight or first thing tomorrow morning.”
    “I’ll see what I can find out from her. Thanks, Tracy.”
     
     
     
    CHAPTER 17
    I went up to my room and found Julia stretched out on the bed reading my diary. I had kept one since I had first moved to New Orleans at the age of fifteen, after running away from my foster home in bishop Georgia, where my foster father had raped me. Even though she was my twin sister, I didn’t want her to read it. I couldn’t believe she would do such a thing. It was so out of character for Julia.
    I was already feeling a little angry about her not telling us that she was supposed to check herself back into Westpark Psychiatric Center, and now I was so angry I lost it.
    “What the hell are you doing?” I said as I took the diary away from her.
    She got a sheepish grin on her face, “I’m, sorry, Judith. I didn’t think you would mind since we’re part of the famous triplets. You’ve already told me most of it anyway.”
    Her lower lip started trembling and she got tears in her eyes and my anger melted away. I held her while she cried, “I forgive you, Julia. You’ve been through so much. But please, from now respect my privacy.”
    “I will, I promise. I wasn’t thinking. I thought that since we always share

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