lying down. âI thought Iâd seen you at your worst. Like after those survival campouts with the boys. But youâve taken that macho-man disheveled look to new heights. Speaking of the boys, have you heard from the school?â
âCindy called for me.â
âAll okay?â
âYeah. The office?â He winced with the effort of talking.
âI havenât been able to phone anyone yet. Did they give you something?â
âMm-hmm.â
âLet me guess.â She held his hand and stroked the platinum wedding band. âYou refused everything except one over-the-counter, low-dose-capsule pain reliever.â Even that could put him to sleep. If he took two, no telling what would happen. His body seemed incapable of processing drugs without a major upheaval in his system. âYou can nap.â
âNooo.â The word was an exhale.
She put a finger on his lips. âStop talking.â
He kissed her finger and gazed at her, gratitude written all over him. She saw it in his lean face and strong chin, at rest despite the stress his body was experiencing. âFind Mai.â
She took a deep breath, torn between staying with him and tracking down their daughter. âThe cell signal wonât hold. I have to find a pay phone.â If Maiya didnât answer, she would call Shauna. She would check voice messages from their house line, from Riverâs cell, from her cell. She wanted to check in with the office, too.
âCall your family,â he whispered.
âOregon can wait.â
His eyes went to half-mast and not because of exhaustion. It wasnât that he disapproved of her choices or that he intentionally dumped loads of guilt on her. He simply never gave up suggesting she might want to be a little more thoughtful toward her family for her own sake.
She said, âBut Jenny and Aaron canât wait.â At least she had a relationship with his sister and her new husband. âIâll try to reach them in Paris.â Teal laid her head carefully on his shoulder. âListen to me, planning a dozen calls like no one else will be using the pay phones.â
He ruffled her hair. A moment later he was snoring.
Maiya did not answer her cell phone.
The Yoshidas answered Tealâs house phone. Maiya was not there.
Teal stole a glance over her shoulder. The line for the two pay phones was not getting any shorter. She had waited twenty-five minutes for her turn. People were being polite over the whole thing, not complaining or frowning at her. It seemed the worst scenario was bringing out the best in humanity.
She pressed more numbers, grateful she still carried a business phone card.
Shauna answered her house phone on the first ring, her voice nowhere near its usual calm alto. âHello!â Teal imagined her friendâs sweet face crumpled in worry over her wide range of family and friends.
âShauna, itâs me.â
âYou guys okay? Iâve been leaving messages on your voice mails.â
âI havenât been able to check any. Weâre good. Almost.â She gave a quick rundown of Riverâs situation. âYouâre all fine?â
âYes. We were home when it hit.â
âOh, thank God! Thank God. Can I talk to Maiya?â
âMaiya?â
A deathly silence fell between them, the facts slithering into both mothersâ consciences at the same time.
âShauna.â Tealâs mouth went dry.
âSheâs not here, Teal. Why do you think sheâs here?â
âShe spent the night.â
âNo. She didnât. Amber!â Shauna shouted her daughterâs name. âAmber Jaleene! Get in here right this minute !â
Teal slumped against the small partition and put an elbow on the shelf. Dear God. Dear God. Dear God.
Now she heard Shauna talking to her daughter. âAmber, where is Maiya? Donât give me that shrug. Teal thinks she spent the night here. Why does she