“No.”
“Then you could go with us, right? Dad said you’d be working with another patient so we couldn’t ask you.”
Her father had told Allie what any parent would have said in response, but in Colt Brenner’s case there was much more to it than that. “What he meant was, I’d be busy with my work even if I stopped to have dinner with my family, and he’d be right.”
“You mean you have to be at the hospital on Thanksgiving?”
“No. I do all kinds of jobs.”
“Like what?”
“It’s a long story. Where do you keep your brush? While I do your hair, I’ll tell you.”
“It’s in the bathroom in the top left drawer.”
“I’ll be right back.”
Kathryn slid off the bed and went to fetch it. After she came back, she said, “Turn your back toward me.”
“Okay.”
She gathered the glossy skein of hair in her hands and got started.
“That feels good.”
“It’s supposed to. Now to answer your question. I help my brother at the halfway house I told you about. Some of the homeless women have children. I do periodic health checks on all of them and work with him and his staff to help the adults find work and housing. Do you remember that brochure I gave you?”
She nodded.
“It talked about the McFarland Foundation. In the plaza where my condo is, there’s a whole area on the ground floor where the foundation headquarters are located. My sister used to be in charge of it. Now I am, but of course I have people to help me.
“As soon as we receive word that a child has gone missing, we assist the police by sending out our own rescue people. We do ground and air searches and have resources to help find people who are lost to their families.
“When the hospital phoned me about you, it was because the police had brought you into the E.R. as a Jane Doe. That meant you couldn’t be identified yet and could be a possible runaway or kidnap victim who’d either gotten away or had been let go. Every E.R. in every hospital in Salt Lake Valley knows to call the foundation if a Jane or John Doe is brought in.”
Allie’s turned her head. “Does it happen a lot?”
“More than you know.”
“That’s awful.”
“I agree. After I was reunited with my family, I watched my sister doing all the things I do now. When I lived at Skwars Farm, I used to dream about becoming a doctor, but knew it was only a dream. But after I was found and was able to go to college, I changed my mind about being a doctor.”
“How come?”
“Because then I wouldn’t be able to be as free to do everything for the foundation that has to be done. So I became a nurse, but I’m on my own, so to speak.”
“Is your sister a nurse, too?”
“No. She’s an attorney who helps people who are trying to avoid bankruptcy.” She was also a crack pilot.
“Does it make you feel bad you couldn’t do the LSAT like she did?”
Kathryn broke into laughter. “Heavens, no. For one thing, I never wanted to be a lawyer. For another, I love what I do. As for my sister, she’s superwoman and I adore her.”
“I wish I had a sister.”
“You’ve got Matt. That’s even better. Think of all the cute guys he brings around.”
A little laugh came out of her. “I’m glad you’re my nurse.”
“So am I.”
“Your father must make a lot of money to pay for everything.”
“Our family can thank my great-grandfather John McFarland four greats back for that. He was Utah’s Copper King. He amassed a fortune worth hundreds of millions of dollars that he invested.”
“I can’t imagine that much money.”
“Neither can I, Allie. He had mansions in London, France, New York and Salt Lake. My father makes sure it gets spent helping other people.”
“Like that program you work for?”
“Exactly.”
“No wonder you love him so much.”
“He and my mother work together. They’re awesome,” she said, using the teenage vernacular.
“So’s my dad.” Suddenly Allie moved so her back rested against the headboard. She drew up her pajama-clad knees and locked her arms around them. “My mom left after Matt and I were born.”
Ah …
Kathryn put the brush on the table and sank down on the side of the bed again. “How often do you see her?”
Allie stared at her out of pained brown eyes. “We’ve never met her.”
An unseen hand squeezed Kathryn’s heart. Never?
“Dad met her in Las Vegas when he was a big rodeo champion on the circuit, but they broke up after Matt and I were born. Dad thought she might have gone back to her aunt and uncle’s in Salt Lake where she was raised, but he never saw or heard from her again.”
“Allie …” Kathryn reached out and rocked her in her arms.
“At least when your family found you, you knew your mother loved you,” Allie sobbed.
At least I knew that …
“All my friends have moms except me. Dad can’t talk about it and Matt won’t talk about it.”
“So you decided to find your mother’s aunt and uncle and talk to them.” It made too much sense.
“Yes. Dad said they managed the Beehive Motel near the airport. I was going to take a taxi there, but then I got sick and that guy stole my purse with my money. I was hoping you’d stay through Thanksgiving and help me. Maybe phone them and talk to them for me since you do things like that all the time. Even if they don’t know where she is, maybe they’ll tell you something that would help and we could find my mom together. I just need to ask her why she didn’t want me and Matt.”
Good heavens. Kathryn slowly let go of her. From here on out, she had to be careful what she said to this fragile girl.
“The thing is,” Allie added, “I don’t want Dad to know.”
“What don’t you want me to know?” Colt’s deep voice said.
Kathryn
