Дэвид Балдаччи - One Summer

“She told me about it,” said Jack. “But she was a little kid.”

“No, it lasted for years. She would go up in that lighthouse every night. She would make us turn on the light and shine it over the sky looking for Tillie.”

“Heaven,” said Jack.

“What?”

“Lizzie said she was looking for Tillie in Heaven.”

“Yes, well, it was very stressful for all of us. And then the light stopped working and she became very depressed. When Fred got the job offer in Cleveland, we jumped at it to get away from here. And to answer your question, I was stunned when she told me she was thinking of coming back here.”

“But she was a grown woman with three kids. She wasn’t going to be searching the sky for Heaven and her dead sister.”

“Can you be sure of that?”

“Yeah, I can.”

“How?”

“Because I know Lizzie.”

Bonnie looked away but did not appear to be convinced.

Jack decided to change the subject. “You and Fred are welcome to use the place anytime you want. It’s certainly more your home than mine.”

“That’s very nice of you, but I really couldn’t. It took everything I had just to come here today.” She stood and went over to one doorjamb that had horizontal cuts in the wood. “I measured the kids’ heights here. Lizzie grew faster than her older sisters. Drove them crazy.”

“We saw that,” said Jack. “I was going to start doing that for Cory and Jackie.”

Bonnie went over to the window and gazed up at the lighthouse, and then shuddered again. “I can’t believe the damn thing is still standing.”

She sat back down. “I’d like to see the kids while Fred and I are here.”

“Of course. Anytime you want.”

Jack started to say something else but then caught himself. They were having such an unusually pleasant time together that he didn’t want to shatter it. However, Bonnie seemed to sense his conflict.

“What is it?”

“The tabloid story about the Miracle Man?” he said.

“Disgusting. If I could have found that reporter I would have strangled him.”

Jack looked confused. “If you could have found him?”

She stared at him, and then what he was thinking apparently dawned on her. Her face flushed angrily. “Do you really think I would have spoken to a trashy gossip paper about my own daughter?”

“But the things in the story. Who else would have known about them?”

“I don’t know. But I can assure you it wasn’t me. They made Lizzie out to be... well, someone she very clearly wasn’t.”

“But you never called about it.”

“Why would I? I knew none of it was true. Lizzie cheating on you? As preposterous as you cheating on her. I knew you never would have suspected that about her.”

“And her going back out that night for the meds? You brought me the bag of pills. You seemed really angry about it.”

Bonnie looked embarrassed. “I was angry about it. But I knew it wasn’t your doing. I called Lizzie thinking she was home. She was at the pharmacy. She told me you hadn’t wanted her to go out, that you could do without them. I only acted that way toward you because... well, I’d just buried my daughter, and I was hardly thinking clearly. I’m sorry.”

“Okay, I completely understand that.”

“I care about the children. I want the best for them.”

“I know; so do I.”

She drew an elongated breath. “Jack, this is hard, but hear me out.”

Okay, here it comes, thought Jack. The real reason she’s here.

“I’ve spoken with numerous doctors since your recovery.”

“Why would you do that?” he said sharply.

“Because they are only one parent from becoming orphans; that’s why.”

“I’m alive, Bonnie, in case you hadn’t noticed.”

“Every doctor I talked to said it’s not possible. The disease you have is fatal, without exception. I’m sorry, but that’s just what they said.”

“Had. I had the disease. I don’t have it any longer. I was given a clean bill of health.”

“Which these same doctors — and one of them was from the Mayo Clinic — said was also impossible. It does not go away. It may go dormant, but it always comes back. And when it does, the consensus is that you won’t have more than a few weeks.”

“Bonnie, why are we having this discussion? Look at me. I’m not sick anymore.”

“Those three children have been through so much. You on your deathbed. Lizzie dying. Having to be uprooted and moved around the country.”

“That was your doing, not mine.”

“And what choice did I have exactly? Tell me that.”

Jack looked away. “Okay, maybe you didn’t have a choice. But I don’t see your point now.”

“What if you get sick again? What if it comes back? And you die? Do you have any idea what it will do to them? A person can only take so much misery, so much sorrow. They’re only children; it will destroy them.”

“What do you want me to do? Give them back to you? Go crawl off in a corner and wait and see if I get sick again?”

“No, but you could come and live with us in Arizona. You and the kids. That way they can get into a stable routine. And if something does happen to you, we’ll be there to help you, and the kids will be used to living with us.”

Jack looked askance at her. “Are you telling me that you’re willing to take me and all three kids?”

“Yes. Even though Mother left you the Palace, she also left me quite a bit of money. We’re in a position to purchase a larger house and have the resources to support all of you.”

“I appreciate that, but I can support my own family,” he said firmly.

“I didn’t mean it that way.”

“Okay.”

“I’m just looking to help you.”

“I appreciate that.”

“So you won’t consider my offer?”

“No, I’m afraid not.”

Bonnie stood. “Well, I guess that’s that. Can I go and see the children now?”

“Absolutely. I can take you down there. And I want you involved in the kids’ lives.”

“I want that too.”

On Sunday, while Sammy took his motorcycle for a spin, Jack piled all the kids into the VW and drove into Channing. He’d been working hard at Jenna’s house and a few other jobs, and the kids needed a break from the Palace. Jack had gotten hold of Ned Parker, and he’d agreed to give the family a behind-the-scenes tour of the playhouse.

Parker met them outside the theater, and over the next hour he took them through the darkened spaces. He showed Cory how to manipulate the house lights, lift and lower scenery, move equipment on stage dollies, and work the trapdoor in the middle of the stage that would allow people to seem to vanish. Jackie in particular thought that was very cool.

They left the theater and walked along, looking at various restaurants. Someone called out to Jack from across the street. He looked over and saw Charles Pinckney hurrying over to them. He was dressed casually in khaki shorts and a short-sleeve button-down oxford shirt with a T-shirt underneath it; leather sandals were on his feet.

“Taking the Sabbath off to enjoy some sunshine and the pleasures of Channing?”

Jack nodded. “Get away from the house for a bit. See the town.”

“You hungry?”

Jack said, “We’re deciding where to go.”

Charles’s eyes twinkled. “Then there’s only one real option.”

“A Little Bit of Love,” said Mikki immediately.

Jack said, “We’ve already been there. How about another place? There’re three right here on this block.”

“But Jackie and Cory haven’t seen it.” She turned to her brothers. “It’s full of musical stuff; it’s so cool.”