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goin’.”
    Trista took a deep breath. Then she sat down next to Savannah and placed an arm around her. “Do you remember the last time we saw Grandma?”
    A frown formed on Savannah’s face, and she nodded. “It’s been a couple of years at least since she’s visited us.”
    “I know, baby. And I think what you and I need the most right now is to get away. We can talk about everything on the way.”
    “You don’t want to talk,” Savannah demanded. “You just want to control me.”
    “That’s not true, baby. All I care about is your wellbeing.” She paused and rubbed her daughter’s thin shoulders. “Please come with me. I promise it will be fun.”
    Savannah studied her mom’s face. “We’re flying?”
    Trista nodded.
    Light filled Savannah’s eyes. “All right. How long will we be gone?
    Trista carefully considered her response. “A few days or so.”
    “When are we leaving?”
    “In about forty-five minutes.”
    Savannah stood up and walked over to the car. Trista felt bad lying to her little girl, but she didn’t know what else to do. Talking about Trey would only stall their leaving, and she couldn’t afford to miss that flight. Their lives depended on it.

Chapter 5
    Seth
    February 13th
    The word CANCELLED flashed in red letters on the blue terminal screen. “Damn,” Seth muttered. Life didn’t offer too many second chances, and now his was circling the drain.
    His lawyer had had to call in some favors to get Seth another shot at finally making his life right again. This time it wasn’t a car accident keeping him from boarding the plane. It was a stupid storm. The worst Nashville had seen in at least ten years.
    People dropped their bags and slumped into chairs. Families argued and griped, and a potpourri of curse words filled the air. A dad chased his two young boys while their mom argued with an attendant, demanding answers. Another man tossed a fistful of tickets over his shoulder and walked away, pulling his luggage behind him.
    Next to Seth, a little boy tugged on his father’s sleeve. “Why can’t we fly, Dad?”
    “It’s not safe right now. The storm has covered the planes in ice.” He looked at Seth and frowned. A woman walked up behind the man and placed a hand on his shoulder. “Looks like all the flights out of here have been cancelled for the night,” she said. “And it’s not looking good for tomorrow either.”
    “We should try to get a rental car then,” he said, picking up the little boy.
    “Are we going to drive to Michigan?” the boy asked.
    The woman ruffled her son’s hair. “We’re definitely going to try, hon.”
    The man frowned at Seth again as he shuffled his family forward. Seth didn’t know if the guy was upset about the flight or if he knew who Seth was. He was afraid it was the latter. Still, a rental car was a great idea. Seth held back a bit before following the family through the hall and down the escalator to an area just outside baggage claim. A giant green light illuminated an ENTERPRISE sign. A line as long as the five o’clock traffic on the expressway snaked back and forth. Seth watched the attendants at Hertz and Alamo put up signs that read NO MORE CARS AVAILABLE, and another orchestra of curse words filled the air.
    Seth got in the Enterprise line. Judging by the twenty or so annoyed looking people ahead of him, he had a feeling he was in for a long wait. He unloaded the heavy backpack from his shoulder, dropping it to the floor like a bag of sand, and set his guitar case on the floor in front of him.
    He noticed the worn photograph of his little girl taped to the case. The memory of her washed over him like cool water on a hot summer’s day. She had hair as soft as silk and a smile bright enough to melt ice, evidence of her mother’s genes. It was the same smile that Lexi had given him the day she’d told him that she was pregnant with Faith. But instead of holding her and telling her how much he loved her and how happy he was,