"She-" Daniel groaned and rubbed at his eyes. "What a bitch. I didn't know why we moved to Seattle or why she changed our names, but I- I missed you every day," Daniel said, brutally honest, he was holding on to his wife's hand, but his entire attention was on Tuck. "Mom stopped letting us watch television. We had to go to Christian school and even there they teased us for being mixed race. We didn't have friends. I want to ask who you are, but- There's something I want to do first. I need to tell you about Michaela. I need to see how you react," Daniel explained, without actually explaining.
"Alright," Tuck said, because he would have hung from the goddamn ceiling from his toenails if Daniel asked him to. "Who is Michaela?"
"My sister," Daniel said, watching Tuck so very carefully. "Michaela was never a boy. Do you understand? She's trans. And she's in the city too and I can get her here, but if you're going to reject her-"
It all made sense. Why 'Jeremiah's trail had gone cold. Because she had changed her name to reflect her gender. Tuck didn't have two sons, he had a son and a daughter. And she was alive. She was here too. Oh god, she was here too. "Michaela?" Tuck asked.
Daniel nodded. "Yes. She took your name," he said warily.
Tuck couldn't help the tears then, "I- I am so happy she's alright! I couldn't find her- I was looking in the wrong place, but that's on me. Who rejected her?"
"Mom," Daniel summed up. "When I say bitch, I mean bitch. She still refuses to call Michaela by her real name. Insists on calling her Ezekiel." He was pleased to see that Tuck went rigid and the expression on his face was one of pure anger. It was enough to make him pull his phone out and shoot a text to Michaela.