tincts kicking in. Jeez, she sounds terse
sometimes.
sometimes.
“Extinguisher. We ha一ve to carry them—by law.”
Christian answers levelly.
His words from long ago circle my mind. “I thank
divine providence every day that it was you that came
to interview me and not Katherine Ka一vanagh.”
“Why didn’t you call or use the radio?” Grace asks.
Christian shakes his head. “With the electronics out,
we had no radio. And I wasn’t going to risk turning them
on because of the fire. GPS was still working on the
Blackberry, so I was able to na一vigate to the nearest road.
Took us four hours to walk there. Ros was in heels.”
Christian’s mouth presses into a disapproving flat line.
“We had no cell reception. There’s no coverage at
Gifford. Ros’s battery died first. Mine dried up on the
way.”
Holy hell. I tense and Christian pulls me into his lap.
“So how did you get back to Seattle?” Grace asks,
blinking slightly at the sight of the two of us, no doub一t. I
flush.
flush.
“We hitched and pooled our resources. Between us,
Ros and I had six hundred dollars, and we thought we’d
ha一ve to bribe someone to drive us back, but a truck driver
stopped and agreed to bring us home. He refused the
money and shared his lunch with us.” Christian shakes his
head in dismay at the memory. “Took forever. He didn’t
ha一ve a cell—weird, but true. I didn’t realize.” He stops,
gazing at his family.
“That we’d worry?” Grace scoffs. “Oh, Christian!” she
scolds him. “We’ve been going out of our minds!”
“You’ve made the news, bro.”
Christian rolls his eyes. “Yeah. I figured that much
when I arrived to this reception and the handful of
photographers outside. I’m sorry, Mom—I should ha一ve
asked the driver to stop so I could phone. But I was
anxious to be back.” He glances at José.
Oh, that’s why, because José is staying here. I
frown at the thought. Jeez—all that worry.
Grace shakes her head. “I’m just glad you’re back in
one piece, darling.”
I start to relax, resting my head against his chest. He
smells outdoorsy,
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