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first manifestation. But there had been many times through the years Kara wished she hadn’t been so open.
    “Yes, it is. Baby, have you seen this man before?”
    Reluctantly she confirmed Kara’s worst fears.
    “How many times? Does he always come to you in your dreams?”
    “I dunno. I can’t remember,” Ava added, growing more upset as she tried to recall.
    “Baby, I need to know how he comes to you.” Ava’s five-year-old mind struggled to find the right words to describe her very adult gift.
    “I dunno! He just does! Sometimes when I’m sleeping but mostly when I’m just thinking.”
    “Can you tell me what he looks like?” she asked, then became aware of Davis standing in the doorway. Ava’s gaze went to his for a moment before returning to her mother. Kara had feared this moment for a long time. But Ava would need to know the truth about her father.
    “Ava, I want to talk to you some more about the man before you leave to be with Grandma, but first I need to tell you about our visitor.” She turned to Davis for help. She couldn’t do this alone. He moved to her side.
    “Ava, this is Davis Martin. Davis is your father.”
    Kara held her breath, waiting for her daughter’s reaction.
    Please don’t let her hate me.
    Ava struggled with this information for only a moment.
    “I know, Mommie.” Her tentative gray eyes met Davis’s for a second then she climbed out of bed. Kara stopped her before she could leave the room.
    “Ava, wait. Honey, what do you mean you know? How do you know?”
    Ava took a baby step closer to Davis before looking him square in the eye. As Kara watched father and daughter assess each other, she was amazed at the similarities she’d never noticed before. The personality traits Ava shared with Davis were all there, including the stubbornness. The way they both looked so intense at times, as if the weight of the world rested on their shoulders alone. Even the way Ava stood now reminded Kara of Davis. She was her father’s daughter.
    “I saw you!” Ava exclaimed, her solemn expression changing to accusation. “You were supposed to come before. I tried to tell you but you didn’t listen!”
    Davis’s shocked gaze slipped to Kara’s as Ava ran crying from the room.
    “What did she mean by that?” Davis sounded shaken.
    “I-I don’t know…”
    While Kara and Davis struggled to understand their daughter’s words, they could hear Ava’s reluctant footsteps returning to the room, carrying her stuffed dragon, Petie. Maggie had given it to her for her third birthday. Kara always thought it an odd gift for a child but Ava adored it.
    “Mommie, I’m hungry. Can we make pancakes for breakfast?”
    Davis’s stunned expression held Kara’s, then he chucked softly at the innocence in Ava’s request. In the middle of utter chaos, after hearing truths that would confuse most adults, Ava reminded them both that life in its simplicity still existed.
    “Sure, baby. Why don’t you and Petie go find Buster? I’ll be right there.”
    Once they were alone again, Davis sank down on the bed next to Kara. She’d never seen him look so at a loss.
    “God, Kara, I don’t know the first thing about kids. Especially not little girls. Especially not little girls with so much insight. You’re going to have to help me with this.”
    She touched his face gently and smiled. “I will, but don’t worry, you’ll do fine.”
    “I think we should try to find out more about Ava’s dreams before she leaves, don’t you?”
    “Davis, she’s been frightened enough for one day. She doesn’t understand what those dreams mean. She can’t help you identify him and I won’t have her gift exploited by the Bureau.”
    “You mean the way we exploited you?” he asked unexpectedly. Kara didn’t answer.
    “All right, believe it or not, I don’t want to see her hurt either. But right now I’m just desperate enough to go grasping at anything.”
    “I know that,” she said quietly.
    “Don’t