When her dad sat next to her and asked her that, Addison felt more like a child than she had in years, and when he spoke again, she couldn't help the soft, choked sob that slipped from between her lips and morphed quickly into a laugh. "Ugh, of course she did," she agreed, seeing no reason to deny it.
"She was so brilliant at so much," she whispered, dropping the lights again with a small sigh. "Please tell me she's got secret journals stashed away with all of her wisdom and tricks?" For that part of her that desperately yearned for a piece of her mum back.