'What was it?' Norrie asked in a high, childish voice, and then answered her own question. 'It was an airplane, wasn't it? An airplane full of people.' She burst into tears. The boys tried to hold their own tears back, and couldn't. Rommie felt like crying himself.
'Yuh,' he said. 'I think that's what it was.'
Joe turned to look at the van, now heading back toward them. When it got to the foot of the ridge it sped up, as if Rusty couldn't wait to get back. When he arrived and jumped out, Joe saw he had another reason for hurry: the lead apron was gone.
Before Rusty could say anything, his cell phone rang. He flipped it open, looked at the number, and took the call. He expected Ginny, but it was the new guy, Thurston Marshall. 'Yes, what? If it's about the plane, I saw - ' He listened, frowning a little, then nodding. 'Okay, yes. Right. I'm coming now. Tell Ginny or Twitch to give him two milligrams of Valium, IV push. No, better make it three. And tell him to be calm. That's foreign to his nature, but tell him to try. Give his son five milligrams.'
He closed his phone and looked at them. 'Both Rennies are in the hospital, the elder with heartbeat arrhythmia, which he's had before.The damn fool has needed a pacemaker for two years.Thurston says the younger has symptoms that look to him like a glioma. I hope he's wrong.'
Norrie turned her tearstained face up to Rusty's. She had her arm around Benny Drake, who was furiously wiping at his eyes. When Joe came and stood next to her, she put her other arm around him.
'That's a brain tumor, right?' she said. 'A bad one.'
'When they hit kids Junior Rennie's age, almost all of them are bad.'
'What did you find up there?' Rommie asked.
'And what happened to your apron?' Benny added.
'I found what Joe thought I'd find.'
'The generator?' Rommie said. 'Doc, are you sure?'
'"Yeah. It's like nothing I ever saw before. I'm pretty sure no one on Earth's seen anything like it before.'
'Something from another planet,' Joe said in a voice so low it was a whisper. 'I knew'
Rusty looked at him hard. 'You can't talk about it. None of us can. If you're asked, say we looked and found nothing.'
'Even to my mom?' Joe asked plaintively.
Rusty almost relented on that score, then hardened his heart. This was a secret now shared among five people, and that was far too many. But the kids had deserved to know, and Joe McClatchey had guessed anyway.
'Even her, at least for now.'
'I can't lie to her,' Joe said. 'It doesn't: work. She's got Mom Vision.'
'Then just say I swore you to secrecy and it's better for her that way. If she presses, tell her to talk to me. Come on, I need to get back to the hospital. Rommie, you drive. My nerves are shot.'
'Aren't you gonna - ' Romniie began.
'I'll tell you everything. On the way back. Maybe we can even figure out what the hell to do about it.'
21
An hour after the Air Ireland 767 crashed into the Dome, Rose Twitchell marched into the Chester's Mill PD with a napkin-covered plate. Stacey Moggin was back on the desk, looking as tired and distracted as Rose felt.
'What's that?' Stacey asked.
'Lunch. For my cook. Two toasted BLTs.'
'Rose, I'm not supposed to let you go down there. I'm not supposed to let anyone go down there.'
Mel Searles had been talking with two of the new recruits about a monster truck show he'd seen at the Portland Civic Center last spring. Now he looked around. 'I'll take em to him, Miz Twitchell.'
'You will not,' Rose said.
Mel looked surprised. And a little hurt. He had always liked Rose, and thought she liked him.
'I don't trust you not to drop the plate,' she explained, although this wasn't the exact truth; the fact was, she didn't trust him at all. 'I watched you play football, Melvin.'
'Aw, come on, I ain't that clumsy.'
'Also because I want to see if he's all right.'
'He's not supposed to have any visitors,' Mel said. 'That's from Chief Randolph, and he got it direct from Selectman Rennie.'
'Well, I'm going down.You'll have to use yourTaser to stop me, and if you do that, I'll never make you another strawberry waffle the way you like them, with the batter all runny in the middle.' She looked around and sniffed. 'Besides, I don't see either of those men here right now. Or am I missing something?'
Mel considered getting tough, if only to impress the fresh fish, and then decided not to. He really did like Rose. And he liked her waffles, especially when they were a little gooshy. He hitched up his belt and said, 'Okay But I hafta go with you, and you ain't taking him nothing until I look under that napkin.'
She raised it. Underneath were two BLTs, and a note written on the back of a Sweetbriar Rose customer check. Stay strong, it said. We believe in you.
Mel took the note, crumpled it, and threw it toward the waste-basket. It missed, and one of the recruits scurried to pick it up. 'Come on,' he said, then stopped, took half a sandwich, and tore out a monster bite. 'He couldn't eat all that, anyway' he told Rose.
Rose said nothing, but as he led her downstairs, she did briefly consider braining him with the plate.