Rebecca Pov

  So I was going to Dad's for a cuppa or two, as you do, (or maybe you don't, I definitely don't have room to assume anything about your relationship with your parents), I did actually visit him often, wether it was mentioned or not, (he's my Dad and he didn't have to be), also I didn't have to worry about getting lost as he lives like down the road from me, (yes that was a deciding factor for buying the house, no I will not go into that any further).

  Anyway I go into the house, (I have permission to do so, I wouldn't walk in like that if I didn't), I had brought shit for having with a cuppa, (it's almost never just the cuppa when someone is visiting), when I saw that my sister Sofia was there on the couch, (as ya do I suppose).

  "Hey I didn't know they told you where I lived already"

  "They didn't tell me that, I came to see Leo"

  "Why are you?- Holy Shit you're his Rebecca!"

  "The one and only"

  "It must feel weird that my foster carer is your adopted Dad?"

  "It’s actually eased some anxiety over your potential foster carers"

  "Why’s that?"

  "He’s not going to kick you out and he’s not going to deny you food"

  "How do you know he won’t kick me out?"

  "Because I did some horrendous shit while I was an active alcoholic and he didn’t kick me out"

  "I suppose when you put it that way it makes total sense"

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  "I know"

  "Leo! Rebecca's here!"

  So at this point, I didn't know how Dad was going to react to the fact that Sofia and I were sisters, (just that he might've had to deal with Rita again and he thought he was finished that chapter in his life), it was kinda weird to think we were both housed by Dad, (though not entirely unheard of to me as Granbob had housed Aofie, Niamh and their younger sister Ciara, and they're all bio sisters too).

  "Hi Dad, how's the fostering going?"

  "How do you know that already?"

  "Well she's my little sister"

  "So you're the older sister she went to"

  "Yep, that is me, I was worried someone was blabbing out my address to everyone at first"

  "Why was that?"

  So this was when I remembered that I actually hadn't told Dad about the incident with Rita, (it wasn't on purpose, it just hadn't come up to be honest with you), but I was still hopeful that it didn't turn into a whole thing, (that was totally wishful thinking on my end but I digress).

  "Shit, did I not tell you that Rita found me on my birthday this year?"

  "No you didn't tell me that, I would've remembered you telling me about that Kid"

  "Yeah I suppose you would"

  "So who told her where you lived?"

  "Haven't the foggiest"

  "The Gaul she had to knock at the door-"

  "She didn't knock-"

  "She walked in?!"

  "God no, there would've been a body in my back garden under one of those little trees that Levi loves to plant if she did"

  Some people would think that I was joking, (I don't know why, I don't really joke, especially when comes to my kids), but Dad knew that I wasn't, (he knew me so well), I'm not sure what Sofia was thinking of that at this point, as she actually hadn't said all that much since Dad found out we were sisters, (it would be a lot to take in I suppose).

  "How did you find out she was there?"

  "Jordan was watching the storm out of the window and saw her, I don't know how long she was there before he got me"

  "That's so weird"

  "You're telling me, it made me want to cry like I did the first time if I'm being honest"

  "You're gonna tell me that you waited to cry until the kids were in bed"

  "Yes I did, Levi knew something was up straight after it happened, but figured it was easier to wait"

  I knew that Dad wasn't happy that I waited to cry, (to be fair, it does fuck with your head if you hold your emotions in too much), but I felt like I didn't have any other choice, yes now that I'm in my 40's and actually doing my own version of a therapy diary, I realise that I had a couple of other options, but it's also very easy to for me to say that now that it's not my immediate reality, and even if I actually got a do over of my 21st Birthday, would I even react all that differently to my actual 21 year old self?, (God I sound so put together and I'm really not).