Lisey waited for more. She was quite sure there would be more.
"The nurses found a key-ring, a key-case, and a pair of slippers. Also a pair of sneakers with the socks inside them."
For a moment Lisey was stuck on her key-ring. She hadn't realized the rest of her keys were also gone, and it would probably be better not to let Alberness know that. "I keep a spare car key under the bumper of my car in a magnetic box. As for the ones on my ring..." Lisey tried for a halfway genuine laugh. She had no idea if she succeeded, but at least Amanda did not pale noticeably. "I'd be sorry to lose those! You'll have the staff hold them for me, won't you?"
"Of course, but we need to see Miss Debusher. There are certain procedures, if you want us to release her into your custody." Dr. Alberness's voice suggested he thought this was a terrible idea, but there was no question here. It was hard, but Lisey waited. On the far side of Castle Lake, the sky had once more gone dead black. Another squall was rushing their way. Lisey wanted very much to be done with this conversation before it hit, but still she waited. She had an idea that she and Alberness had reached the critical point.
"Lisey," he said at last, "why did you and your sister leave your footwear?"
"I don't really know. Amanda was insistent that we go at once, that we go barefoot, and that I not take my keys - "
"With the keys, she may have been worried about the metal detector," Alberness said.
"Although, given her condition, I'm surprised she even...never mind, go on."
Lisey looked away from the oncoming squall, which had now blotted out the hills on the far side of Castle Lake. "Do you remember why you wanted us to leave barefooted, Amanda?" she asked, and tilted the phone toward her.
"No," Amanda said loudly, then added: "Only that I wanted to feel the grass. The slinky grass."
"Did you get that?" Lisey asked Alberness.
"Something about feeling the grass?"
"Yes, but I'm sure that it was more. She was very insistent."
"And you just did as she asked?"
"She's my older sister, Hugh - my oldest sister, actually. Also, I have to admit I was too excited at having her back on planet Earth to think very straight."
"But I - we - really need to see her, and make sure this is an actual recovery."
"If I bring her back in for examination tomorrow, would that be all right?"
Amanda was shaking her head hard enough to make her hair fly, her eyes big with alarm. Lisey began nodding her own head just as emphatically.
"That will do very well," Alberness said. Lisey could hear the relief in his voice, real relief that made her feel bad about lying to him. Some things, however, had to be done once you had it strapped on nice and tight. "I could come in to Greenlawn around two tomorrow afternoon and speak to both of you myself. Would that suit?"
"That would be fine." Assuming we're still alive tomorrow at two.
"All right, then. Lisey, I wonder if - " Just then, directly above them, a glare-bright bolt of lightning raced beneath the clouds and struck something on the far side of the highway. Lisey heard the crack; she smelled both electricity and burning. She had never been so close to a lightning strike in her whole life. Amanda screamed, the sound almost completely lost in a monstrous roll of follow-thunder.
"What was that?" Alberness shouted. Lisey thought the connection was as good as ever, but the doctor her husband had so assiduously cultivated on Amanda's behalf five years before suddenly seemed very far away and unimportant.
"Thunder and lightning," she said calmly. "We're having quite a storm here, Hugh."
"You'd better pull over to the side of the road."
"I've already done that, but I want to get off this phone before it gives me a shock, or something. I'll see you tomorrow - "
"The Ackley Wing - "
"Yes. At two. With Amanda. Thanks for - " Lightning flared overhead and she cringed, but this time it was more diffuse, and the thunder which followed, while loud, didn't threaten to burst her eardrums. " - for being so understanding," she finished, and pushed the END button without saying goodbye. The rain came at once, as if it had been waiting for her to finish her call. It beat the car in a white fury. Never mind the picnic bench; Lisey could no longer see to the end of her car's hood.
Amanda clutched her shoulder, and Lisey thought of another country song, the one opining that if you worked your fingers to the bone, all you got was bony fingers. "I'm not going back there, Lisey, I'm not! "
"Ow, Manda, that hurts!"
Amanda let go but didn't pull back. Her eyes blazed. "I'm not going back there."
"You are. Just long enough to talk to Dr. Alberness."
"No - "
"Shut up and listen to me."