carried the rough edge of a local pickup truck。
〃Mrs。 Boulton?〃 barked a gruff voice。 The stocky form of a farmer; clad
in heavy wool jacket; baggy overalls; and aged work boots; stepped from
the cab of the truck and strode toward her。
〃Yes?〃 She didnt recognize the man。
〃Gut a message for ya。 From a fella named Cooper。 Phoned the police
station。 Sorry for the delay。〃 He handed the crumpled paper into Annes
outstretched hand; touched a callused hand to his caps bill; climbed
back in his truck; and was gone。
Nervously she unfolded the paper。 The scrawl was nearly illegible。
〃Unavoidable delay。 Mitch arriving Sunday night。 Miles Cooper。〃
With a tired sigh she cast a glance down the empty road。 Another whole
day to wait。 Unavoidable delay。 She wondered what that meant but it
didnt keep her awake that night。 Exhausted from the night before; she
slept deeply。
Sunday brought rain; and a dark; gloomy day。 Anne went out for a walk
anyway; did a crossword puzzle; sat at the window for what seemed hours。
By midafternoon; she was champing at the bit。 With neither cleaning nor
baking left to do; she did some translating。 When she finally heard a
distant car; the dim light of day had long since yielded to night。 But
the growing purr was familiar。 Without doubt; it was the Honda。
Excited; she opened the front door。 It seemed an eternity before he
finally climbed from the car; wrested his bags from the trunk; and
bolted through the rain toward the house。 When he brushed past her
without a direct glance; she knew something was wrong。
She closed the door on the rawness of the night; and turned to see him
drop the bags; throw off his overcoat; and head for the fire; all
without a word。 Unsure; she sank down on the sofa and waited。
The man reached out to her both physically and emotionally。 He wore a
beige sweater and brown corduroy slacks; and looked as strong and fit as
ever。 But it was the fatigue; suggested by his bent head and the limp
hand in his pocket; that made the greatest impression on her。 She ached
to help; but she feared rebuff。 So she remained silent。
For a time; frowning at the fire; Mitch seemed oblivious to her
presence。 Needing to make some small gesture; she went quietly to the
kitchen and returned with a mug of strong black coffee。
〃Have something hot; Mitch。 It was a long drive。〃
He looked at her so suddenly that she knew his mind had been miles away。
Without a word of either greeting or explanation; he accepted the cup
and returned to his brooding。 Again Anne waited; fearing what was wrong;
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