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doing for Thanksgiving?”
    Where had that question come from? “I’m going to be with my family. What about you?”
    â€œWe’re going to our aunt and uncle’s in Butte to be with our cousins.”
    â€œThat sounds fun.”
    Allie sat up in bed, wiping her eyes. “So you don’t have to work?” Another question that had completely ignored Kathryn’s comment.
    â€œNo.”
    â€œThen you could go with us, right? Dad said you’d be working with another patient so we couldn’t ask you.”
    Her father had told Allie what any parent would have said in response, but in Colt Brenner’s case there was much more to it than that. “What he meant was, I’d be busy with my work even if I stopped to have dinner with my family, and he’d be right.”
    â€œYou mean you have to be at the hospital on Thanksgiving?”
    â€œNo. I do all kinds of jobs.”
    â€œLike what?”
    â€œIt’s a long story. Where do you keep your brush? While I do your hair, I’ll tell you.”
    â€œIt’s in the bathroom in the top left drawer.”
    â€œI’ll be right back.”
    Kathryn slid off the bed and went to fetch it. After she came back, she said, “Turn your back toward me.”
    â€œOkay.”
    She gathered the glossy skein of hair in her hands and got started.
    â€œThat feels good.”
    â€œIt’s supposed to. Now to answer your question. I help my brother at the halfway house I told you about. Some of the homeless women have children. I do periodic health checks on all of them and work with him and his staff to help the adults find work and housing. Do you remember that brochure I gave you?”
    She nodded.
    â€œIt talked about the McFarland Foundation. In the plaza where my condo is, there’s a whole area on the ground floor where the foundation headquarters are located. My sister used to be in charge of it. Now I am, but of course I have people to help me.
    â€œAs soon as we receive word that a child has gone missing, we assist the police by sending out our own rescue people. We do ground and air searches and have resources to help find people who are lost to their families.
    â€œWhen the hospital phoned me about you, it was because the police had brought you into the E.R. as a Jane Doe. That meant you couldn’t be identified yet and could be a possible runaway or kidnap victim who’d either gotten away or had been let go. Every E.R. inevery hospital in Salt Lake Valley knows to call the foundation if a Jane or John Doe is brought in.”
    Allie’s turned her head. “Does it happen a lot?”
    â€œMore than you know.”
    â€œThat’s awful.”
    â€œI agree. After I was reunited with my family, I watched my sister doing all the things I do now. When I lived at Skwars Farm, I used to dream about becoming a doctor, but knew it was only a dream. But after I was found and was able to go to college, I changed my mind about being a doctor.”
    â€œHow come?”
    â€œBecause then I wouldn’t be able to be as free to do everything for the foundation that has to be done. So I became a nurse, but I’m on my own, so to speak.”
    â€œIs your sister a nurse, too?”
    â€œNo. She’s an attorney who helps people who are trying to avoid bankruptcy.” She was also a crack pilot.
    â€œDoes it make you feel bad you couldn’t do the LSAT like she did?”
    Kathryn broke into laughter. “Heavens, no. For one thing, I never wanted to be a lawyer. For another, I love what I do. As for my sister, she’s superwoman and I adore her.”
    â€œI wish I had a sister.”
    â€œYou’ve got Matt. That’s even better. Think of all the cute guys he brings around.”
    A little laugh came out of her. “I’m glad you’re my nurse.”
    â€œSo am I.”
    â€œYour father must make a lot of money to pay for