On some bizarre instinct, he peeked into the master bedroom. He saw a couple of suitcases on the bed. And he thought, This isn't happening to me. He went to the kitchen. "Hi, honey," he said tentatively. "Oh, Paul, you're home!" she said. She didn't look as though she was leaving him. "Have you been cleaning out closets or something?" "No. Will you turn on the oven, please? Three-fifty. I've got a frozen lasagna to put in there. I hope you're not starving, because I've been really busy." He turned on the oven. "Vanni, are you leaving me?" She laughed at him. "For a few days. I'm taking the kids to Grants Pass. I've already talked to your mom and she's going to help me with them and watch Matt for me. I could've called the Rutledges," she said, speaking of little Matt's biological grandparents. "But frankly, I'm not up to explaining Hannah to Carol just now. What I have to do is take Hannah to see her grandmother-I don't know how sick she is. What if she doesn't have long to live? What if I miss a chance to ask her questions about Hannah's mother? There are things Hannah is going to need to know." Vanni was rambling, talking more to herself than to Paul, it seemed. "There doesn't appear to be family Terri was close to while growing up. I don't dare waste a second. I'm afraid to even wait till the weekend. I'm going to pack tonight after the kids are in bed and leave right after breakfast." Paul was really sorry he hadn't had that beer. It felt as if the ground was moving under his feet, things were shifting so quickly. He reached into the refrigerator and pulled out a bottled beer, popped the top and sat down at the kitchen table.
( Robyn Carr )
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