“Our careers paralleled each other years apart.”
“I’m not surprised. You’ll like her.”
His phrasing assumed they’d meet. She liked that.
“I have some information I’m supposed to give you.”
“Oh, boy.” He sat still, his eyes fixed on the Canadian Rockies.
“She’s going to do her farewell ride at the Omak Stampede and said it will break her heart if you’re not there to watch.”
He chuckled. “Got it. When’s the Stampede?”
“Second week in August. Can you adjust your rotation for that?”
“I’ll work on it.”
“Can I ask questions about your family?”
“I think you already have. The last time we talked about them, you couldn’t stop laughing.”
She ignored the barb. “What do they know about what you’re doing now?”
“And what am I doing now?”
“Living off the grid in the mountains.”
“I think they know that.”
“And how would they know that?”
“I’m sure someone told them.”
“Would that someone happen to be you?”
“It’s possible.”
“Okay, Bart, now you’re making me crazy.”
“Huh?”
“When was the last time you saw your parents?”
“I’d have to think about that.”
Molly started laughing. She couldn’t help herself. Why wouldn’t he talk about his family?
“Has it been years?”
“It’s possible.”
She reached over and slugged him in the shoulder.
“Well, Kitty wants me to provide a report about the latest Bart sighting. What would you like for me to tell them?”
“Tell them everything you know. I’m not hiding anything.”
“You’re hiding where you live.”
