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The Gate House :: Demille Nelson
Страница: 435 из 490I really believethat… well, that there is a purpose to all this, and that part of that purpose is to test us, and to impart some wisdom to us, and to show us what is important, and to make us better people.”
Susan said, “I believe that. And I believe that we have a guardian angel who will watch over us.”
Well, then, I thought, why bother to go to London? But to be on the team, I said, “Me, too.”
Mr. Mancuso said, “Someone here needs to speak to me. Have a good trip, and don’t hesitate to call me anytime.”
“Thank you,” I replied, “and have a good evening.”
“Well…”
“Right. Then have a good day tomorrow.”
“You, too.”
Susan said, “And thank you.”
I hung up, and we looked at each other.
Finally, Susan said, “I, too, wonder how our lives would have been if I hadn’t-”
“Stop. We will never – and I mean never – discuss that again.”
Susan nodded. “All right. But maybe there really is a purpose to what happened.”
“Maybe.” And I was sure we didn’t have long to find out what it was.
CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX
I suggested to Susan that we go up to the family room and watch a little of TheGodfather, Part IV: Anthony Whacks Uncle Sal .
She didn’t think that was either funny or something she wanted to do.
Susan picked up the phone and dialed.
I asked, “Who are you calling?”
“Edward.”
“Why? Oh, okay.” A mother’s instinct to protect her children is stronger than a man’s instinct to watch television.
Edward answered his cell phone for a change, and Susan said to him, “Sweetheart, I’d like you to come home now.”
He said something, and she replied, “You have an early morning flight, darling, and your father and I would like to spend a little time with you. Yes, thank you.”
She hung up and said to me, “Fifteen minutes.”
I nodded. Well, if left to his own devices, Edward would roll in at 3:00 A.M., and we’d be up all night with the shotgun waiting for him. I said to Susan, “At least he’ll be out of here tomorrow, and we’ll be in London Tuesday.”
She asked me, “John, do you think there is any danger to the children? I won’t go to London if-”
“They’re in no danger.
Susan said, “I believe that. And I believe that we have a guardian angel who will watch over us.”
Well, then, I thought, why bother to go to London? But to be on the team, I said, “Me, too.”
Mr. Mancuso said, “Someone here needs to speak to me. Have a good trip, and don’t hesitate to call me anytime.”
“Thank you,” I replied, “and have a good evening.”
“Well…”
“Right. Then have a good day tomorrow.”
“You, too.”
Susan said, “And thank you.”
I hung up, and we looked at each other.
Finally, Susan said, “I, too, wonder how our lives would have been if I hadn’t-”
“Stop. We will never – and I mean never – discuss that again.”
Susan nodded. “All right. But maybe there really is a purpose to what happened.”
“Maybe.” And I was sure we didn’t have long to find out what it was.
CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX
I suggested to Susan that we go up to the family room and watch a little of TheGodfather, Part IV: Anthony Whacks Uncle Sal .
She didn’t think that was either funny or something she wanted to do.
Susan picked up the phone and dialed.
I asked, “Who are you calling?”
“Edward.”
“Why? Oh, okay.” A mother’s instinct to protect her children is stronger than a man’s instinct to watch television.
Edward answered his cell phone for a change, and Susan said to him, “Sweetheart, I’d like you to come home now.”
He said something, and she replied, “You have an early morning flight, darling, and your father and I would like to spend a little time with you. Yes, thank you.”
She hung up and said to me, “Fifteen minutes.”
I nodded. Well, if left to his own devices, Edward would roll in at 3:00 A.M., and we’d be up all night with the shotgun waiting for him. I said to Susan, “At least he’ll be out of here tomorrow, and we’ll be in London Tuesday.”
She asked me, “John, do you think there is any danger to the children? I won’t go to London if-”
“They’re in no danger.