—For years we only knew you as “the waitress at the highway diner.” But a few months ago we found someone who remembered something more.
« The old dishwasher, » Madison added. « He remembered the manager once calling your name in the kitchen. »
Ava lowered her gaze, overwhelmed.
—They didn’t have to look for me… really.
Avery firmly denied it.
—Yes, we had to do it.