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breath.
“I don’t want to talk about this right now.” Johanna headed for the door with Ted right behind her. “I’m going to get Holden Lancaster and bring him here. We have plenty of room, and I think I can handle an injured amnesiac.” She opened the hall closet and pulled out Kam’s baseball bat. After setting it on the kitchen island, she retrieved her purse and dug around for her keys.
Ted placed a hand on her shoulder and turned her to face him. “The plane is gone, Johanna.”
“What?”
“The crash site. It’s all cleaned up. The field has been tilled, the dirt all overturned so the trenches carved by the plane have disappeared.”
“Did you—”
Ted shook his head before Johanna could finish asking her question. “I didn’t take care of it. I went back there this morning with the intention of telling you I’d get someone to remove it, but it’s already gone. I checked with the police, but they don’t know a thing about it.”
Shrugging, Johanna pushed past Ted. “We’ll deal with that later. Right now, I’m going to get the pilot. You’ll watch Kam for me?”
“I’m going to be watching everything and everyone, Johanna. Especially that pilot who may not be a pilot.” Ted folded his arms across his chest, looking fiercer than she’d ever seen the usually gentle grandfather.
Johanna left Ted in the kitchen, standing beside the baseball bat, and found Kam stretched out on his bed in his room. “I’ll be back in a little while, Kam.”
He looked up from the comic book he was reading. “Where are you going?”
Johanna debated about telling Kam what she was about to do. No secrets . Secrets were what had destroyed her family. “That was the hospital on the phone.”
Kam swiveled around to sitting on his bed. Looking at Johanna with Alex’s bottomless brown eyes, he asked, “Is the pilot okay?”
“He’s awake, but is having a little trouble remembering things.”
“That stinks.” Kam closed his comic book. “Can we help him remember stuff?”
Johanna grinned. “I can always count on you, can’t I, Kam? You’re a great kid.”
“A great kid who deserves a fantastic birthday gift next week?” Kam sent her a devilish little smile.
Johanna pulled him into a hug. “Maybe I already bought you a fantastic birthday gift.”
Kam pushed away from her. “You did? It’s here? In the house?” He slid off the bed and headed for the bedroom door.
“You’ll never find it, kiddo.” She stood and rested her hands on Kam’s shoulders. “And if you go looking for it, I’ll ship it off to some needy child in Africa.”
“Okay. I can wait until next week.” His shoulders slumped, then he flopped back onto his bed.
“I’m going to the hospital,” Johanna said. “I’m bringing the pilot back here. Right now, he can’t remember if he has family, so he’s going to stay with us and rest. We’ll keep an eye on him. Is that okay with you?”
“Sure,” Kam said. “Maybe he likes Legos.”
“Maybe he does.” She tapped Kam on the nose, then kissed his forehead. “Pep is here. I’ll be back soon.”
“I can clean the spare bedroom and bathroom for the pilot.” Kam popped up and headed for the closet where they kept the cleaning supplies.
“Great idea.”
Johanna followed Kam out of his bedroom, gave a nod to Ted who hadn’t moved from his spot in the kitchen except to pick up the baseball bat, and left the house through the front door. She used a broom from the garage to sweep off the front porch, straightened the flowerpots full of bright red geraniums lining the walkway, and scooped up a “present” Miles had left near the mailbox. Standing at the curb, she surveyed her farmhouse, wanting it to appear welcoming to Holden Lancaster, possible pilot, possible criminal.
“What are you doing?” Shaking her head, she got into her car and started the engine.
You’re having that adventure. She only hoped it didn’t turn into a
“I don’t want to talk about this right now.” Johanna headed for the door with Ted right behind her. “I’m going to get Holden Lancaster and bring him here. We have plenty of room, and I think I can handle an injured amnesiac.” She opened the hall closet and pulled out Kam’s baseball bat. After setting it on the kitchen island, she retrieved her purse and dug around for her keys.
Ted placed a hand on her shoulder and turned her to face him. “The plane is gone, Johanna.”
“What?”
“The crash site. It’s all cleaned up. The field has been tilled, the dirt all overturned so the trenches carved by the plane have disappeared.”
“Did you—”
Ted shook his head before Johanna could finish asking her question. “I didn’t take care of it. I went back there this morning with the intention of telling you I’d get someone to remove it, but it’s already gone. I checked with the police, but they don’t know a thing about it.”
Shrugging, Johanna pushed past Ted. “We’ll deal with that later. Right now, I’m going to get the pilot. You’ll watch Kam for me?”
“I’m going to be watching everything and everyone, Johanna. Especially that pilot who may not be a pilot.” Ted folded his arms across his chest, looking fiercer than she’d ever seen the usually gentle grandfather.
Johanna left Ted in the kitchen, standing beside the baseball bat, and found Kam stretched out on his bed in his room. “I’ll be back in a little while, Kam.”
He looked up from the comic book he was reading. “Where are you going?”
Johanna debated about telling Kam what she was about to do. No secrets . Secrets were what had destroyed her family. “That was the hospital on the phone.”
Kam swiveled around to sitting on his bed. Looking at Johanna with Alex’s bottomless brown eyes, he asked, “Is the pilot okay?”
“He’s awake, but is having a little trouble remembering things.”
“That stinks.” Kam closed his comic book. “Can we help him remember stuff?”
Johanna grinned. “I can always count on you, can’t I, Kam? You’re a great kid.”
“A great kid who deserves a fantastic birthday gift next week?” Kam sent her a devilish little smile.
Johanna pulled him into a hug. “Maybe I already bought you a fantastic birthday gift.”
Kam pushed away from her. “You did? It’s here? In the house?” He slid off the bed and headed for the bedroom door.
“You’ll never find it, kiddo.” She stood and rested her hands on Kam’s shoulders. “And if you go looking for it, I’ll ship it off to some needy child in Africa.”
“Okay. I can wait until next week.” His shoulders slumped, then he flopped back onto his bed.
“I’m going to the hospital,” Johanna said. “I’m bringing the pilot back here. Right now, he can’t remember if he has family, so he’s going to stay with us and rest. We’ll keep an eye on him. Is that okay with you?”
“Sure,” Kam said. “Maybe he likes Legos.”
“Maybe he does.” She tapped Kam on the nose, then kissed his forehead. “Pep is here. I’ll be back soon.”
“I can clean the spare bedroom and bathroom for the pilot.” Kam popped up and headed for the closet where they kept the cleaning supplies.
“Great idea.”
Johanna followed Kam out of his bedroom, gave a nod to Ted who hadn’t moved from his spot in the kitchen except to pick up the baseball bat, and left the house through the front door. She used a broom from the garage to sweep off the front porch, straightened the flowerpots full of bright red geraniums lining the walkway, and scooped up a “present” Miles had left near the mailbox. Standing at the curb, she surveyed her farmhouse, wanting it to appear welcoming to Holden Lancaster, possible pilot, possible criminal.
“What are you doing?” Shaking her head, she got into her car and started the engine.
You’re having that adventure. She only hoped it didn’t turn into a
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