“That’s our late mother, Evelyn,” Brandon explained softly.

“And that young girl beside her is my sister Paige.”

“Paige never had a brother,” I said flatly, shaking my head.

“She never told you about us?” he asked, looking surprised.

“She only said she didn’t talk to her father,” I replied quickly.

“That’s all she ever shared about her past.”

“Her father is my father, too,” Brandon said gently.

“And the crying woman at Target yesterday?” I pressed further.