Chapter 7

Carolyn’s shoulders trembled, and the kiss she shared with her husband was so intimate I felt myself aching for something I had once known briefly. And wishing I might experience a love like that in my life just once more.

She stepped back and gave us each a glance as she held onto Hank’s hand. “God bless and keep all of you and bring you home safe to the ones who love you.” One last look at her husband, and then she was gone.

Hank’s eyes weren’t the only ones that were wet. I turned away and made a production of studying the map on the wall. Ed pretended to examine the remaining sandwiches on the platters on the table, and Doc merely grabbed up some napkins and blew his nose, a great, honking blow.

“If you’re ready, gentlemen?” An AP ran a thumb under his lower lashes.

Doc cleared his throat and dropped the napkins into a trash bin. “All set.”

“I just need a minute.” I started to walk out of the room.