stopped dead in the hall as she remembered how Hector had made
her take a little swim with it.
?Hector will buy you another phone. A better one,? was all he?d
say as he kissed her forehead. ?I?ll make sure of it.?
?That sounds really bad,? Helen groaned, but the bell rang and
she had to run or suffer Hergie?s wrath.
The rest of the day was as near to perfect as a day spent in high
school can get. Helen felt hugely energetic, Claire was a ninetypound
ray of sunshine, and Ariadne, too, seemed in fantastic spirits
as Matt helped her with her golf swing in the auditorium at
lunch. Matt was the captain of the golf team, and Ariadne was
thinking about joining, although first she had to learn how to play.
?No, you?re still gripping the club too tight,? Matt directed her
gently. ?Think of it as a rapier, not an ax,? he said, unwittingly hitting
the metaphoric nail on the head for her. Her swing instantly
improved.
?Cassie, why don?t you put that book down and come learn how
to golf?? Ariadne called to her cousin.
In response, Cassandra opened another book.
?What are you looking for, anyway?? Matt called.
?Charms or spells in ancient Greek myth that protect against
wounds,? she said as she wiped a hand over her face. The gesture
reminded Helen of Lucas. If Matt found Cassandra?s response
strange, he let it go easily enough and focused on Ariadne and her
?stance? instead.
?How much longer do you think we have before we get caught in
here?? Claire asked.
?Who cares? This is one of the best ideas Lennie?s ever had. We
should enjoy it while we have it and not ruin the moment worrying
about losing it,? Matt answered serenely.