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8
Grant
My dadand I didn’t get along a lot of times, but the thought that something happened to him scared me.
I tore through the office door, which was unlocked. I tried not to think about it. Security wasn’t a big risk in my small town. But it worried me when I couldn’t reach him via phone or radio.
The office seemed to grow longer with each stride. “Dad,” I called as my heart thundered in my chest.
I crashed through the door that separated the lobby with the back office.
“Dad!”
When I caught sight of him in the small cubby we kept in case someone needed to stay overnight, my heart stopped until he jerked upright.
“What is it, boy?” He looked around, wondering what was going on.
I couldn’t speak with my tongue caught in my throat. A hand landed on my arm and I glanced down to see Jolie. Our eyes locked a second before she moved into the room and sat next to my dad.
“We were concerned about you. Grant hasn’t been able to get in touch with you.”
She’d wrapped a comforting arm around him. “He was?” he asked, grinning at me when she looked my way.
“Old man,” I said in warning.
“What? Can’t I sleep?”
I glared at him. “You should check your phone.”
He shrugged. “Power’s out. I was saving my battery.”
“You could have texted me.”
Jolie stood up, blocking my view of him as he said, “I did.”
She placed a hand on my chest like she had to hold me back. I took her hand, noticing how soft it was.
“I’m fine,” I said before letting her go and walking out of the room to cool off.
Of course, I was happy he was okay, but he was eating up her attention. I didn’t want to accept it annoyed me.
When they emerged from the room, Jolie gave me a shy smile I couldn’t interpret.
“I need to make a call,” she said, holding the phone high in the air as if that would give her a better signal.
“Try the lobby,” I offered.
She nodded at me and disappeared through the door that separated the two.
Dad came over, reaching a hand up to clap my shoulder.
“Stay away from that, son.”
“You think I’m interested in her?” I spoke with more incredulity than I felt. “You don’t have to worry about that. But maybe it’s time to abandon ship, old man.”
“I’m fine, boy,” he said, patting my shoulder.
“Look around you. No one is flying in this weather.” I pointed to my mouth as I spoke. “It’s freezing in here. And don’t give me your how you lived speech because we both know you had a butler, maid, and a whole staff in the mansion you grew up in.”
