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"I'm sure," Kane said "He can play this differently if they can't get to anyone they can use against him"

"Okay," Thatcher whispered, sinking back into his seat, finally turning his head to ripped mine with painful force I didn't care "Sorry, Mom"

A tear rolled down rounded for the rest of your life And the next life All your lives You're grounded forever"

"Okay," he said, the ghost of a s on his lips

"I' the tears that spilled down ust Tenn was safe, despite his crazy moves in that motel room

If we could just get to Heartstone in the next—I checked the clock on the dashboard—five hours and forty-fivewould be perfect

And if we didn't, Tenn ht hate me for the rest of his life

He ht, but at thatat ot hi wider

"Tenn—" I had tooto tell him I loved him with an audience Especially not when one of them was my thirteen-year-old son who'd never met Tenn before And I couldn't say I was sorry about the risk to his inheritance Not yet Not e had a good chance ofit in time

Tenn shook his head atBut I did need to Just not right then It could wait Twisting to face the seat behind hi your mom crazy, you know"

Thatcher's face flooded with color I waited for hiave hirin "I usually do"

"No, you don't, not like this," I protested in a watery voice,all over the place "When you leave your socks everywhere or when you forget your ho off with your dad when he screwed up a job for a bunch of criminals"