Music in the Night (Logan 4)

rescue,

but I still can't get over his following us,

Laura. Have you talked to him about it?"

"Not yet, Robert. I'm waiting for the right

time." "Don't put it off, Laura," he warned.

"I won't," I said in a little voice. It wasn't

something I looked forward to doing.

"I can't wait to see you again," he added in a

softer tone.

"Me neither. I'm going to my grandmother's for brunch in a little while. I've got to get ready and then

help May get dressed."

"Okay. Thanks for the call," he said in a voice

that sent shivers all the way to my toes.

"I couldn't wait," I confessed shyly.

"I'm glad," he said and we both hung up. I

hurried upstairs to dress and help May pick out

something that wouldn't make Grandma Olivia shake

her head disapprovingly.

Grandma Olivia was always uncomfortable

around May. We all knew that the signing unnerved

her: She said all those hands bending and turning

through the air, fingers jabbing, made her stomach

jump. She resisted learning any of it and consequently

spoke to her youngest grandchild only through an

interpreter, usually me or Cary.

Although Mommy seemed to look forward to

Grandma Olivia's brunches and dinners, she was

always nervous the day of the visit. Mommy reminded

me of someone who was preparing for an audition.

Pains were taken over how all of us dressed, how well