Page 147 of In the Air Tonight

“So our family isn’t the only one being torn apart by this?”

“No, you’re definitely not alone.”

“The party where the attack happened… It was at your house?”

I nod. “My parents’ place. They were out of town, and I took full advantage of the opportunity. If I had it to do over, I never would’ve had the party.”

“No one blames you.”

“I know, but I was responsible for providing alcohol to underage kids. I was lucky I wasn’t charged for that.”

“I suppose we all have our regrets.”

“Indeed.”

“My friends in town… They’ve been amazing, rallying around the kids and me and bringing food and support and so much love.”

“I’m glad you have that.”

“Me, too, but I keep thinking I should move the kids away from here, so they don’t have this as part of their story.”

“Is that what you want to do?”

She shakes her head. “I love it in Hope. We have such a wonderful group of friends and neighbors, and Ryder’s family is there, too. The kids are close to their cousins. I know it would be an added trauma for them if we moved somewhere else, but what happens when they’re in high school and the other kids resurrect this crap?”

“Maybe you should worry about that then. Focus on right now. If it’s easier for you to stay put, then do it. Doesn’t have to be forever.”

“You’re right. That’s true. I’m sorry to have taken up so much of your time.”

“It’s no problem at all.”

“Ryder always spoke so highly of you. I can see why.”

“That’s nice to hear.” I reach for the business cards I keep in a little stand on the desk and hand one to her. “My cell number is on there. If I can ever do anything for you, even just listen, give me a call.”

“Thank you for being so kind to a distraught wife.”

“It’s no problem at all.”

“Ryder’s mom came to stay with the kids, so I could have some time to myself. I got in the car and ended up here.”

“I’m glad you did.”

She gives me a wan smile. “You’re very kind.”

Her heartbreak has touched me deeply. “That’s nice of you to say.” I wish there was more I could do for her than simply listen.

“I’ll let you get back to work.”

I walk her out to her minivan and hold the driver’s side door for her. “Call me. Any time you need to talk. I’ll always be here to listen.”

“I will. Thank you again, Houston.”

“Of course.”

I watch her drive off, feeling somewhat stunned by the encounter with a woman I’d only met in passing and barely knew before she came to see me. Dallas and his wife, Jane, have been great friends with Ryder and Caroline forever, so I’d certainly heard about how much they adore her. But this is the first time I’ve talked to her one-on-one.

My heart goes out to her. No one should have to go through what she is.

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