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like that in four
hours. Now, a week’s worth of research and writing would replace
it. He needed to be reminded why he was writing this book. That is,
besides spending time alone for the summer with the most beautiful
woman in the world. Maybe that was a good enough reason.
    “Isn’t it great out here?” Melody suddenly
stood beside him, wrapped in royal blue and topped with white head
turban.
    “Summer’s a great time. How’s the rest of
the year?”
    “Foggier. Colder. But each season has its
beauty. Say, did you get a chance to read my story yet?”
    “The one about the hot dog stand?”
    “Yeah.”
    “Eh... I think Price is reading it now.
Listen, Melody, I don’t want to sound rude, but I’m doing a radio
interview in just a minute. So, I’ll need a moment to collect my
thoughts.”
    “Oh, wow! What station is it? Maybe I could
tune in.”
    “I don’t think so. It’s WBAC in Boston.”
    “That is so cool. Isn’t it great being a
writer? I can’t think of anything I’d rather do. Tell Dr. S. I’ll
be ready to go in about forty minutes.”
    “Oh? This morning?”
    “I’m giving her a Davenport tour of the
Island ... all the places connected with my family.”
    “You’re not going to interview your
grandmother today, are you? I wanted to sit in on the first public
visit with Jessica Davenport in fifty years.”
    Melody rubbed her hands together, then tried
to wind the turban tighter around her head. Several dark locks of
hair sprawled from the top and she nervously tried to stuff them
back in. “Actually... I know I told you about getting an interview.
But Grandma Jessie just hasn’t been doing too well. Old age and
crankiness and such. I’m not sure she’s up to the interview.”
    Tony shrugged. “I understand. We do have all
summer.”
    “Yeah, well...” Melody stuck one
crimson-nailed foot out of her navy slippers and reached down to
scratch a toe. She peeked back at Tony, lips pinched tight together
before she said, “I told Grandma Jessie about you guys wanting to
talk to her, and she sort of, you know, blew up. She started
yelling and screaming and stuff.”
    Tony’s eyes narrowed. “I’m sorry it
disturbed her so much.”
    “It’s okay. Really. She has her good and bad
days. I’ll wait for a better one. When she’s okay, she remembers
the old days real good. Isn’t that weird? She can’t remember what
happened yesterday, but she can describe every moment of June
2,1942.”
    “What happened on June 2,1942?”
    The telephone rang. Melody spun around and
ran down the stairs. “I’ll tell you later, Mr. S. Have a good
interview.”
     
     
    “Hi, Daddy... it’s me.”
    “Kath? What’s up, sweetheart? I’ve got a
radio interview any minute now.... “
    “I’ll make it quick. Did Josh call you last
night?”
    “No. Was he supposed to?”
    “Well, he said he would, but I knew he
wouldn’t. He promised to call from the hospital.”
    “Good grief. What happened?”
    “Some props gave way or something out at
Rawhide, and he broke his arm. Only a slight fracture, that’s all.
He’s okay, and their insurance covers the whole thing. I thought
you’d want to know. Talk to you later... have a good
interview.”
    “Kath... wait....”
    He gaped at the buzzing instrument.
    The sliding glass door rolled open. “Is your
interview over?” Price stood there, brushing her hair, which looked
dark brunette in the shadows.
    “They haven’t called yet. That was Kath.
Josh had an accident at Rawhide last night and busted his arm.”
    “I knew it. I hate when I’m right about
impending disaster. Where is he? I’ll call him.”
    “Kath said it was minor. Could we wait until
after the radio interview?”
    “We need two phone lines.”
    “You want the phone? Go ahead and use it.
Listen, babe, I couldn’t care less about this interview. Who wants
to talk to some blonde in a cardboard dress?”
    Price grabbed her purse off the kitchen
counter. “I need to buy bread and juice