Heartsong (Logan 2)

yesterday. What was she, sick or something?" "No, not exactly," I said. He stared at me. I'd never make a good Logan, I thought. I couldn't keep the truth from pressing its face right up against the

window pane.

"You have something to tell me?"

"Yes."

He nodded and looked away. Then he wiped his

hands and walked to the window that faced the ocean.

He stood there for a while staring out. I wiped my

hands and brushed down my clothes. He took a deep

breath and then turned back to me.

"Grandma Belinda told me things," I said.

"They were keeping her shut up and giving her some

medicine that made her dopey, but she told me

things."

"What sort of things?" he asked.

"Things about my mother, about how she was

born."

"Uh-huh," he said staring at me so oddly, his

face so still, it looked chiseled from marble itself. "As Holly told you, I then went to see Grandma

Olivia. She denied everything," I said with disgust.

"She continued the lies, but I knew they were lies. I

just knew it," I said.

"And so?"

"I went to see your father."

"I see." He looked out the window again. Might get some rain later today," he said.

"Looks like some boomers coming out of the

northeast." He looked down and then crossed to the

sink to get himself a glass of water. "Want some?" "No thanks." I didn't move. He went to the sofa

and sat down. After a moment he turned back to me. "I didn't lie to you, Melody," he said., "I just

didn't tell you everything I knew. It was more painful

for me, believe me," he said.