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“Sounds good.”
“Feels good.”
He took another long look out the front windshield. She gave him the time to organize his thoughts, and when he was ready to resume, he propped his left arm on the steering wheel and turned in his seat to face her.
“Sam Knight contacted me through Jack. He told me Grange was going through a hard time because of…well, you know why. Last week, I went to see him.”
“He was in awe of you.”
“Well, he now understands why I didn’t like anybody looking to me as a hero. He was pretty eaten up, and at first he refused to talk about what happened up there that day. I know that feeling, and told him I did, and after that he opened up. He said he was finding it hard to live with himself for pulling the trigger.”
He paused and looked deeply into her eyes. “And I heard myself asking him, ‘Could you live with yourself if you hadn’t?’” He let the question resonate for several seconds.
“I didn’t plan on saying that, Doc. The words came from somewhere other than conscious thought. In fact, I think they came from you. But there they were, and saying them aloud made me realize that I couldn’t live with myself if I hadn’t pulled the trigger that day in Westboro either. I couldn’t live with myself if I hadn’t stopped him. And, just like that, after four years I was freed of it. I have you to thank.”
For a time, she was too moved to speak. She had to clear her throat before she could. “And the people who bullied him?”
“I’m leaving them to their own miserable selves. Their meanness might catch up with them one day, or not. But it won’t come from me.”
Her heart swelled with love, but there was still one thing she must know. “That day, that awful last day, before the ambulance arrived and you were holding me, you whispered something into my hair. What did you say?”
“I asked you not to give up on me.”
“But then you disappeared, Hayes.”
“For the last time. I never will again.”
“Do you promise?”
“I promise. If it’s left to me, I’ve spent my last day and night without you. But whatever happens next, it’s your call.”
She kept him in suspense for all of three or four seconds. “I don’t feel like driving. Will you give me a lift home?”
“Happy to.” But then he didn’t move, just sat there, drinking her in with his eyes.
“Are you going to start the truck?”
“Not yet, Doc.” He reached across, cupped the back of her head in his large hand, and pulled her to him. “First I’m gonna kiss you till I can’t breathe.”
He always did what he said.
