forward and placed a firm hand over Hannah’s. “Honey, you’ve got a lot to catch up on. And plenty of time to do it. Later. For now, you should head on out to the Point, see your brother, let Fiona fuss over you a little. Get some sleep. You’ve had too long a day already and some big ones coming up.”
“I—Logan’s not still here in town?” She glanced at his office door again, which stood half open. She’d known he wasn’t in there or she would have already had the best big-brother bear hug ever, but she’d assumed he was in town somewhere. “That’s why I came here after seeing Bonnie. I figured he could give me a lift.”
“No, he headed out early today, something about the restoration had him heading back. It’s almost seven now anyway, so he’d already be gone.” Barbara smiled, and her love and affection for Logan shone clearly in every line of her face. “He’s been a lot better about not spending all his hours working these days. Does a soul good to see it. I tried to radio him when I heard about your accident, but he must be outside somewhere on the property, because I couldn’t get a signal.”
“That’s okay. Fi will fill him in. I spoke to her and she knows I’m okay.”
“Ask me, I think he lit out of here to go make sure everything was ready at the Point. He’s so excited having the three of you back home all at once, but a little nervous, too.”
“Nervous? What on earth for? The Point is our home. We grew up there together. And last I heard, Kerry won’t be here until the day before the wedding.” If she comes at all, Hannah thought, but kept that to herself.
“His life has been turned upside down since you’ve last seen him. In a good way,” Barbara assured her. “The lighthouse, all the other restorations and renovations. Alex being out there with him now. It’s different—it’s a home to him in a new way.”
“I—I guess you’re right.” Hannah let the realization sink in. “I hadn’t thought about it like that.” And she couldn’t. It was too much to think about it that way, like she was losing her childhood home. The truth of it was, the idea of her big brother, after all he’d been through, making a home there with Alex, the two of them taking the Point into a new generation, would—did—make her truly and sincerely happy. It was just . . . a lot, at the moment. Her eyes might have misted again, and she was afraid even happy tears would turn into the big, ugly kind, so she pushed them back once more.
“I’m really glad they are happy. I’m dying to meet Alex,” Hannah said sincerely. Better to focus on the good things instead. “We’ve spoken several times about wedding stuff and I like what I know of her so far.” She smiled, ignoring the pain, inside and out. “She’s definitely got Logan’s number, and I’m a fan of anyone who can jerk a knot in him from time to time. He’s been the big kahuna long enough.”
“You’ll like her even more when you meet her, I can promise you that. What about you?” Barbara asked after a beat. “Are you happy?”
Barbara had caught Hannah off guard with that one, and though Hannah saw the love she’d missed even more than she’d realized, along with no small dose of concern in the older woman’s eyes, she wondered if maybe she’d been too hasty in assuming Barbara didn’t know anything. She knew Barb would be hurt when she found out Hannah hadn’t confided in her, and more than a little upset to learn Hannah hadn’t confided in anyone else, either. Feeling that burden a little too keenly, she ducked her chin.
You’re getting pretty damn good at ducking things , she thought, then stuffed another dollar in the swear jar. Just because. “I’m happy to be home,” she said. At least that much was the truth. Then, after a short sigh and a little breath to help square her shoulders up again, she quietly asked, “Why didn’t you tell me all this was going on? With the club, and the diner?