fail。 It was a possibility； wasn't it？ She hadn't started the car once
all week。
But it coughed to life at the first turn； and hummed smoothly as it
warmed。 Which left only one thing left to do。
She was about to climb from the car when that one thing rounded the
house。 〃You weren't going to leave without saying good…bye； were you？〃
he asked； bending to talk through the open window of the car。
〃I was just going to e and find you。〃
〃Do you have all your stuff。？〃
〃Uh…huh。 I left the rest of the apple pie for you。〃
His eyes sparkled warmly。 〃Thanks。 You do make a good one； even though
your coffee is still too weak。〃
〃Then you'll be glad to be rid of me。〃 She smiled wryly。 〃When do you
leave？〃
〃Later today。〃
〃Oh。〃 What else to say？ His fingers curved over the window ledge。 They
were strong fingers； nice ones。
〃Will you be back up here at all？〃 he asked quietly。
She shrugged。 〃I don't know。 I haven't thought too far ahead。 It's been
a good week； though。 I'm sorry to be leaving。〃
〃It wasn't all that bad； was it？〃 He seemed suddenly hesitant。 〃Look；〃
he began tentatively； 〃I'll be ing up the week before Thanksgiving。
Kind of to give myself a boost before the holidays。 Keep it in mind。〃 He
stopped short of an open invitation； but the implication was there。
It struck her that she would probably want a boost herself。