'Yep.'
'That's good. Do you know there's lots of planets all over the place? And some of them are a trillion years old.'
So much for the importance of marriage to a five-year-old.
Kristy started giggling all over again. Ethan smiled at her, and love spilled from his heart. How could he have been blind for so long?
They turned the final bend that led to the cottage, and both of them saw it at once. Kristy gasped. 'The garage is on fire!'
Ethan shoved his foot on the accelerator, and the Range Rover shot toward, the cottage. A shower of gravel flew up as he braked. Kristy threw open the door and jumped out.
He slammed on the emergency brake and shot Chip a quick, warning glance. 'Stay right here! Don't move!'
Chip gave a frightened nod, and Ethan leaped out just in time to see Gabe and Rachel appear from the back of the cottage. While Gabe raced forward with the garden hose, Rachel rushed toward the outside faucet to turn it on.
Kristy was heading for the cottage. He followed her inside, and they whipped up several scatter rugs, then hurried back out with them.
As Gabe saw them coming, he thrust the hose at Rachel. 'Keep the perimeter wet!' Ethan knew he was far more worried about the fire spreading to the cottage than the fate of the dilapidated old garage.
Gabe grabbed one of the rugs from Ethan. 'You take the back. I'll take the front.'
They separated, and began beating at several of the smaller brushfires. Ethan could have worked more efficiently if he'd been alone, but he kept looking around to make certain Kristy wasn't getting too close to the flames.
Luckily, the ground was still damp from the rain they'd had early Saturday morning, and they soon had the fire under control. Nothing was left of the garage except a smoldering pile of rubble, but the cottage was safe.
Kristy turned off the faucet and Rachel dropped the hose. Ethan came up to them. 'What happened?'
Rachel pushed a strand of hair back from her face with her forearm. 'I don't know. I was sleeping, then Gabe called me outside, and I saw the flames.'
'You're soaked,' Kristy said.
She was bedraggled, too, in a wrinkled calico house-dress that looked as if it had been slept in and a pair of men's black rubber shower thongs.
'Look what I found in the weeds over there.' Gabe appeared holding the red plastic gas can that was always kept in the garage.
'Anything left in it?' Ethan asked.
Gabe shook his head and threw the can down in disgust. 'I don't care if I have to order twenty-four-hour surveillance. I'm getting to the bottom of this.'
Rachel squeezed Kristy's hand. 'It's a good thing the two of you stopped by. We would have had a hard time putting it out by ourselves.'
'We came over to bring Chip back. We also have something to tell you.' Kristy exchanged a conspiratorial smile with Ethan, and then her eyes widened. 'Ethan, we forgot. We left the kids in the car.'
'Kids?' Rachel moved toward the front of the cottage.
'We took Rosie, too,' Ethan explained, as the rest of them followed. 'Jane and Cal needed a break.'
'What do you have to tell us?' Rachel asked.
Ethan smiled. 'Maybe we'll let Chip break the news.'
They rounded the cottage. Kristy drew in her breath, and then all of them froze.
The Range Rover was missing. And there was no sign of the children.
Bobby Dennis couldn't get enough air. He kept opening his mouth and trying to suck more in, but it was as if his lungs had shrunk. Both kids in the back were crying, and the boy wouldn't stop yelling at him.
'You let us out
Bobby couldn't stand it anymore. 'Shut up or you're going to make me wreck!'
The boy shut up, but the baby kept screaming. Bobby wanted to ditch the car and get away from them, but he couldn't because he'd left his Lumina behind miles ago. It was parked near the road that led up to Heartache Mountain.
Bobby'd been so wired he hadn't even seen the kids in the back when he'd jumped in the car. If he'd seen them, he sure as hell wouldn't have given in to the temptation to steal the Range Rover.
How had everything gotten so screwed up? It was Rachel Snopes's fault. If it wasn't for the Temple, his parents wouldn't have gotten divorced. Because of the Temple, his mom had gotten so religious that she'd driven his dad away.
Bobby still remembered how he used to have to go to services with her and listen to G. Dwayne Snopes preach, while his bitch of a wife sat there drinking in every word. G. Dwayne was dead, so Bobby couldn't get back at him, but after all these years, he'd finally gotten back at his wife.
Except everything was going wrong.
Even though he'd been drunk, he knew now that he never should have torn apart the drive-in. But when he'd come into the snack shop, she'd looked so happy working there it made him sick. It wasn't right she should be happy when his mom was bitching at him all the time, and his dad didn't call him anymore.
Him and Joey and Dave had been drinking Mountain Dew and vodka during the second movie. Afterward, Bobby had wanted to party some more at this kid's house he knew, but Joey and Dave said they were tired. Buncha losers. Bobby'd gotten rid of them, had some more vodka, then gone back to the drive-in. Everybody had left, so he'd sneaked in and sorta gone crazy.
It wasn't till Saturday afternoon when he was driving around that he'd thought about the stuff he had locked in his trunk and started to worry about what he'd do if his mom or somebody found it. That's when he'd spotted Rachel's piece-of-shit Escort parked by those new condos. The street was quiet, nobody was around, and he'd been scared, so he'd hidden the stuff from his trunk under the boxes she had in the back. Today he'd heard she'd been arrested and put in jail. That made him feel good until he heard she'd got out right away.
He realized he was coming up too fast on the car ahead, and he swung into the left lane.
There was a pickup heading right toward him.
Adrenaline rushed through Bobby's veins. A horn blared, and, at the last moment, the pickup shot off the road, landing crookedly in a ditch.
'You're going too fast!' the boy cried from the backseat.
Bobby wiped the sweat out of his eyes with the shoulder of his T-shirt. 'I told you to shut up!'
If only his mom hadn't found the weed in his closet this morning, she wouldn't have kicked him out of the house. She'd said it was for good, but he hadn't believed her until he'd gone back a couple of hours ago and seen a locksmith's truck parked in the drive. The truck had a sign on the side that said
He didn't know what to do. The last he'd heard, his dad was down in Jacksonville, so he decided to go there, but he didn't know if his dad would want him.
He'd drunk a couple of beers, smoked some weed, and as he was driving around, he'd passed the road that led up Heartache Mountain. He couldn't stand the fact that Rachel was out of jail and probably still all-smiley and everything. The next thing he knew, he'd ditched his Lumina in the trees and climbed through the woods.
He figured Gabe and Rachel would be cleaning up the drive-in, and he decided to burn the house while they were gone. But just as he'd sneaked the gasoline can from the garage, Gabe had stepped out on the back porch. Bobby wasn't crazy enough to burn the house when people were in it, so he'd thrown the gasoline on the garage instead.
When the fire had caught, he'd watched it for a minute and then started to go back through the woods to get his Lumina just as the Range Rover came up the road. Sixty thousand easy for a car like that.
After Pastor Ethan and Kristy Brown had jumped out, he'd gotten in and taken off. The damn kids in back hadn't made a sound till he was way down the highway. Now, all they were doing was making noise.
'If you let us out of the car, I won't tell Gabe what you did!'
