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Bryn nodded, feeling pain enshroud her heart. But Lee was probably right. If the boys stayed now, she wouldn't ever want to open the front door; she would be afraid to take them to school.
Lee drew away from her suddenly, idly picking up the little gizmo that called the nurse and controlled the TV He flicked the channels, then stopped at a scene of a dark and spooky castle rising above jagged cliffs.
"Ah, great!One of those old Vincent Price horror spoofs. Do you like these?"
"Yes...fine," Bryn murmured politely. He wanted the serious conversation to drop. Bryn wasn't sure that she did. She didn't feel too bad. Her "minor concussion" wasn't even causing her a headache now. She wanted to grab his arm and pull him back, and tell him that she was scared and angry...and confused.
About the pictures.About him. She wanted to demand to know why he had gotten so furious over the piece of music she had picked up, and she wanted him to talk to her. She wanted to know why he could blaze hotter than a raging fire,then turn around with a gentle wisdom and empathy that was rare in any man....
What happened to your wife?she wanted to shout. Why was it that he never mentioned her name, never referred to his years of marriage? It would seem natural for him to talk about it sometimes....
She thought again about the song she had found.Beautiful lyrics, haunting lyrics that he had never sung.
Lyrics...that had something to do with his wife?Lyrics that Bryn had discovered and thereby made Lee furious.
She closed her eyes for a minute, wondering about the song, about his wife and about Lee. Had he loved his wife so deeply that he wouldn't ever give his heart to anyone else? Perhaps he had decided to keep moving. He was very independent, affluent and famous. Why would he ever want to be tied down?
She had to be ready to let go if--or when--the time came. Events had swept her along, and now she was with him, in love with him. She couldn't let go now; she had to take the moments that were offered her, and the man. But she had to be ready. She had to accept the fact that the day would come when he would leave and move on. No man wanted to be saddled with an instant family, no matter how tolerant he was.
He had said he loved her. Was that love real? And did it matter? Love wasn't always enough.
Lee sank into the hospital chair at her side, warmly taking her hand in his.
Bryn accepted his hand. She said nothing, but turned her eyes to the screen and tried to pay attention to Vincent Price.
In a way it was nice.Sitting there quietly alone together. And she was a fan of Vincent Price....
The night passed swiftly. Right before she felt her eyes flickering closed, she spoke at last. "Lee?"
"Yes?"
' 'Iwish I knew how to thankyou and the group. When I saw Andrew in that ridiculous costume...well, it was just so nice. Of both of you to...watch over me so carefully."
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"Go to sleep, Bryn," he said lightly.
In the morning Barbara stopped by with clothes. She seemed anxious, but pleased to see that Bryn looked so well.
"How did things go?" Lee asked her.
Barbara rolled her eyes. "Andrew and I are a disaster at discipline. Lee's house will never be the same, Bryn!"
Bryn bit her lip, wondering how badly the boys had destroyed the place. But Barbara only laughed. "It probably needed a little livening up!"
Dr.Kelten came in and ushered Barbara and Lee out. He examined her,then smiled. "You look fine to me. You probably could have gone home yesterday, but it doesn't pay to take chances with head injuries."
"I guess not," Bryn murmured.
"Well, anyway, the police are here to speak with you. I'll give you a minute to get dressed,then I'll send them in and tell the nurse to prepare your release papers."
Bryn thanked the doctor, then showered and dressed quickly. Was "omitting" as bad as lying in the eyes of the law? She sighed as she waited nervously for the police. She certainly wasn't going to be lying if she said that she hadn't seen a thing....
Lee came in with the young officer who questioned her. She answered truthfully when she said that she hadn't seen a thing at the time of the crash; she had only felt the thud when the car had bashed into hers.
The officer thanked her for her cooperation, and she guiltily assured him that she didn't mind the questioning in the least.
Barbara had already gone on back to Lee's house, so Bryn and Lee drove alone. He glanced her way as he wheeled his car from the hospital's parking lot. "You sure you feel okay?"
"I promise you, I feel great," she told him truthfully.
Lee nodded. He didn't say much else as they continued on to the house.