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168 SNOWBOUND the back by the window. You can have it. No, Dieter, you’re not sitting in front. School rules.” “But you let me…” “When I needed another pair of eyes. Now I don’t. In back.” He whined, but good-humoredly, not as if he’d actually expected to be able to sit in front. He was just giving Ms. Mac a hard time. John stood there dumbly thinking, But I was just kissing her. We just heard the kids yelling, Ms. Mac! Ms. Mac! We hear the snowplow! They couldn’t already be leaving. They were. Doors slammed, and, keys dangling from her mittened hand, she turned to face him. “Thank you again.” “Don’t keep thanking me,” he said, rough and suddenly angry. “I did what any decent person would have done.” “But you took really good care of us. I can’t say thank you for that?” Her astonishment and hurt helped him recognize his anger for what it really was—panic. “Yeah. Yeah, you can,” he said gruffly. “You’re welcome.” Her gaze became shyer. “If you get down to Portland…” He nodded, took a moment to find his voice. “I’ll call.” “Good.” Fiona gave him a shaky smile. “I’m glad. And I’ll e-mail when we get home safe and sound.” He nodded. She’d promised earlier. “Then…” She hesitated. “For now, goodbye.”
JANICE KAY JOHNSON 169 He nodded. “Take it slow.” “Despite my idiocy the other day, I am a good driver.” He nodded again. What else could he do? Grab her? A couple of the kids banged the flats of their hands against the windows. “Ms. Mac! Let’s go!” Apologetically Fiona said, “They really had a good time…” “And now they want to go home. It’s okay. Go.” So she did. She got behind the wheel, started up the engine, waved and drove away. Some of the kids turned and waved, too, and John lifted his hand in response. Then—God—he just stood there as the van gradually accelerated into a curve of highway and passed out of sight. For a minute, he heard the engine. Then he was left with silence, a hip that hurt like a son of a bitch, and the solitude they’d interrupted.
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the back by the window. You can have it. No, Dieter,<br />
you’re not sitting in front. School rules.”<br />
“But you let me…”<br />
“When I needed another pair of eyes. Now I don’t.<br />
In back.”<br />
He whined, but good-humoredly, not as if he’d<br />
actually expected to be able to sit in front. He was just<br />
giving Ms. Mac a hard time.<br />
John stood there dumbly thinking, But I was just<br />
kissing her. We just heard the kids yelling, Ms. Mac! Ms.<br />
Mac! We hear the snowplow!<br />
They couldn’t already be leaving.<br />
They were. Doors slammed, and, keys dangling from<br />
her mittened hand, she turned to face him.<br />
“Thank you again.”<br />
“Don’t keep thanking me,” he said, rough and suddenly<br />
angry. “I did what any decent person would have<br />
done.”<br />
“But you took really good care of us. I can’t say<br />
thank you for that?”<br />
Her astonishment and hurt helped him recognize his<br />
anger for what it really was—panic.<br />
“Yeah. Yeah, you can,” he said gruffly. “You’re wel<strong>com</strong>e.”<br />
Her gaze became shyer. “If you get down to Portland…”<br />
He nodded, took a moment to find his voice. “I’ll call.”<br />
“Good.” Fiona gave him a shaky smile. “I’m glad.<br />
And I’ll e-mail when we get home safe and sound.”<br />
He nodded. She’d promised earlier.<br />
“Then…” She hesitated. “For now, goodbye.”
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