Lucy had been shopping with her dad and then suddenly she was somewhere else and her father was nowhere to be seen. She'd teleported plenty of times before, with either daddy or Uncle John, but she was too young to break out and knew that she might not ever get those powers anyway.
"No, my daddy is," she said in response to the young woman who spoke to her. She looked up and gasped. "You look like the picture of my momma."
Her memories of her mother were faint since the woman was sent home from Madison Valley just after Lucy's second birthday, but her Daddy always told her stories and they had a picture of them as a family on the mantle.