Page 72 of Spurred On

Oh God.Mom did tend to wander away. But . . . “What about Dad?”

“I brought her in, of course. She was in her nightgown and barefooted. And so cold. I gave her something warm to eat and wrapped her in a blanket.”

Yes, yes, yes.“What about Dad?” Dammit woman, get to the point!

“I couldn’t find your father anywhere.”

Oh no!

“It took me ages.”

Sidney steeled her spine. “Mrs. Johnson. Is my dad okay?”

“I tried to reach Hanna, but she’d not answering her phone.”

“She and Logan went away for the week.” A cruise to the Caribbean, of all things.

“Oh well, that explains it. He’s such a nice young man.”

“Mrs. Johnson?”

“Yes, Sidney?”

“How. Is. My. Father?”

“Your father? Oh. Oh. Yes. Did I mention I couldn’t find him?”

“Yes you did.”

“Well, I finally did. I should have looked on the other side of the bed to begin with.”

“He fell out of bed?” This was not good. Not good at all.

“The doctors think he had a heart attack.”

“A heart attack?” Her entire world tipped on its ear. Oh, God. God no. “Where is he?”

“Why, he’s at the hospital, of course. I called 911 right away.”

“Oh thank God. Thank you.”

“Those handsome boys from the fire department came right quick and took him to the hospital.”

“Good. Good.”

“I tried to reach Hanna. Did I mention that?”

“You did. You did. And Mama? How is she?”

“I have her at my place, but she’s not happy. She wants to go home.”

Of course she did. It was the only place she felt comfortable. “Can you keep her there tonight?” It would take her a while to get her things together and drive home. Besides, she would have to check on her father first.

“Of course. Once I put her in bed, she’ll settle down.”

“Oh, thank you Mrs. Johnson. I’m coming right home.”

“Oh good. Good. You are such a good daughter.”