I had to stop reading for a bit. You're at the gas station and Jack comes to meet you.
OMG I am living this with you. It has triggered so many memories of my own "abduction" by my father (3 years) and the reunion and later more abandonment (another 3 years) and rejection. The lies, the stories, the not knowing what to believe.I beleive it all because I lived my own version of this story.
I am relating to this book in a way I never expected.
Have to keep wiping the tears away so I can type.
I want to find out more but I'm scared. Probably similar to what you experienced.
One of my brothers was missing and we thought dead for 25 years. I know the feelings so well. We found him 5 years ago but I still have not held him in my arms or seen his face - just pictures. But in those pictures I see the boy I used to take care of and protect.
I feel the electricity, the sadness for the losses and the expectation of what will he be like. When we meet (I hope sometime this year) I know I will feel all the things you say in the book.
damn there's the tears again.
Thank you for writing this and the gift of rememberance and hope
Now when I can see the page again I will get back to reading