Over the Falls by Rebecca Hodge

Author:Rebecca Hodge
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: CROOKED LANE BOOKS

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Josh

“He’s dead, Josh.”

Bryn and I drove to the airport without talking, but I kept hearing that one sentence in my head, repeated over and over. Bryn believed it. Before today, I believed it too. Even when we talked to Dave, I’d thought about crazy stuff like twins, but I hadn’t thought about the simpler thing. Maybe Dad was still alive.

Was that possible?

I’d seen it on TV lots of times, especially in the soap operas Mom liked to watch. Crooks on the run. Witness protection. People with amnesia. They made it look easy—you go somewhere new, pick a different name, start again. You leave your old life behind and never look back.

But really, was that possible? And if it was possible, then what kind of dad would do something like that?

Bryn had shot the idea down right off. And maybe she was right. But if there was any chance, any chance at all, that Dad was out here, then we were looking for two people now, not one.

I called out the last turn to the airport from my phone map. It turned out to be a tiny place, nothing like the big airport in Memphis where Mom and I had gone to pick up one of her boyfriends. That one had all kinds of traffic and roads and signs, and we sat in a parking lot and watched the airplanes come in and land. Here, small planes were parked in a long row beside a single landing strip, and only two bigger jets were lined up by the terminal. Mountains rose up tall on all sides, making the airport feel hidden.

Bryn found a parking spot away from the terminal. “Do you want to wait in the truck with Tellico? You could play your game. It shouldn’t take long.”

It was nice to have a stronger cell signal here so close to town, but I stuffed my phone into my pocket. “No. I’m coming.” Bryn thought Dad was dead, so she wouldn’t ask the right questions. I needed to be there to do it.

The terminal wasn’t all that big, but it was hard to find someone to talk to—people busy at counters, busy with luggage, busy with a short line through an area labeled “Security.” People lined up who had their family right there with them, moms and dads both, on vacation, going somewhere fun.

Bryn walked up to a woman at a check-in counter. Her nametag said “Suzie,” and she had picked up her purse and was stepping away like she was done for the day.

“Excuse me.” Bryn stopped in front of her so she couldn’t leave. “We’re looking for someone who might have been here a few weeks ago.” She held out her phone with Mom’s picture on it.

The woman acted like she wanted to be somewhere else, but Bryn just stood there and waited. When Suzie finally looked, she took her time, then frowned and waved at us to follow her. She walked over to a counter that said “Information,” where a lady with gray hair sat behind racks of maps and brochures.

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