“Isn’t that how all this started? Me, not we. I can do that, without draggin’ you into it, without messin’ up your life.”
“You saved my life, twice.”
“You gave me mine back.”
He wanted to return to Twin Palms to say good-bye to Billy, but during the flight they decided against it. No reason to confuse the boy further.
The plane stopped in Denver. Saying he had to stretch his legs, he hurried into an airport shop and bought a tiny gold heart on a chain. He slipped it into her bag while she dozed over the Midwest.
The sight of soft pink and gray mists rising over the great swamp as they swept in over the Everglades brought tears to his eyes. Home at last.
He did not realize he would never have the chance to kiss her good-bye, hadn’t counted on yet another gauntlet of reporters, cameras and microphones. He put Rory and her bags in a cab. Their eyes caught as he closed the door. He watched it glide into airport traffic.
He stood for a while, alone in the crowd, then found a pay phone, fumbled for a quarter and punched in the familiar number.
“Where are you?” Kathleen gasped. “Oh, Frank, I’m so sorry. I’ve been so worried.”
“I’m coming home.”
They were waiting in the driveway as the cab made the turn beneath the overhanging branches of the huge poinciana tree. Shandi’s hair was all one color again. Apparently she had kept the ship on course while he was gone. She and Casey hugged him hard. Kathleen was thinner, her eyes swollen. They talked for hours, first the four of them, then the two of them. They might never be the all-American magazine-cover family of his fantasies. But they resolved to try. History and the future were on their side. Together, they decided, they could make it.
Frank slept well that night for the first time since his surgery. In his own bed, beside his wife, he dreamed of running. He was not alone, the other runner matched him, stride for stride, then in a burst of speed forged ahead, into the blinding sun. When Frank looked again, the runner had vanished, leaving only sky and water and a pelican that spiraled lazily over the shimmering bay.
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
I am grateful to Charles Delmonico, the man with heart, and to all the other heroes: Sandra Gerity, R.N., coordinator of the Heart and Lung Transplant Program at the University of Miami, Jackson Memorial Hospital; Lynn Cravero, assistant director, and Linda McBeath, aftercare coordinator, of the University of Miami Organ Procurement Agency; and to the incomparable Dr. Joseph H. Davis. My thanks, respect and admiration go to Darlene and Harry Kelton of the Pelican Harbor Seabird Station for all their noble deeds. Miami Beach Fire Fighter John Carlisle, Hungarian Honorary Consul Alexander S. Tar, Robert Feldman, Mike Sahr, Paul Steinberg and private investigator William Venturi all generously shared their expertise, as did Joel Hirschhorn, Steve Waldman, photojournalist Bill Cook and Miami Police Lt. Gerald Green—again. The usual suspects: Renee Turolla, Arnold Markowitz, Cynnie Cagney, Marilyn Lane, Ed Gadinsky, Peggy Thornburgh, David M. Thornburgh, and the Rev. Garth Thompson kept me on course, along with Michael Congdon, my agent, co-conspirator and chief accomplice.
Thanks to all of the above from the bottom of my heart.
About the Author
EDNA BUCHANAN
A Pulitzer Prize-winning Florida crime reporter with more than twenty years of experience, EDNA BUCHANAN has seen the dark side of paradise firsthand. She is the author of two highly acclaimed nonfiction books—The Corpse Had a Familar Face and Never Let Them See You Cry—and the popular suspense novels featuring reporter Britt Montero, including Contents Under Pressure and Miami, It’s Murder. Ms. Buchanan lives in Miami, Florida.
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“FRAUGHT WITH SUSPENSE AND DANGER …
Buchanan hooks you with the first line.”
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“IF YOU LIKE CRIME, YOU’LL LOVE BUCHANAN.”
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[Douglas’s attempt] to understand himself
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Copyright
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Copyright © 1998 by Edna Buchanan
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Library of Congress Catalog Card Number: 97-32292
ISBN: 0-380-72833-8
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