“We’ve got another patrol car around the next curve. He’s toast.” Kateri smiled, her eyes narrowed with pleasure. “Let me ask you a question. You drove 101 all the way up the coast?”
“Yes.”
“Then you passed through Oregon on your way back. Easy enough to cut east to the Di Luca Winery and see Max and Rae.”
“I didn’t stop. I’m a coward.”
“Why?”
“Once I get there, I can’t leave. Rae’s a nice kid. She’s so excited that I’m her mother.” Kellen thrust her fingers through her short hair, lifting it off her aching forehead. “Look at me! I don’t know how to be a mother. I barely remember my own mother. I’ve got crazy Aunt Cora for a parenting example. What am I going to say to that little girl? Sorry I’m not a better mom? Sorry I’m not a mom to you at all? I’m going to disappoint Rae. Better not to be there at all.”
“You’re a mess.” Kateri sounded surprised.
It comforted Kellen to know she usually presented a self-assured facade, but she had to tell the truth. “I’m wandering the countryside. Yes, I’m a mess!”
Kateri got a ping on her phone. She checked it and smiled. “Tell you what. Plug the Good Knight Manor Bed and Breakfast into your GPS. Check in, get a nap and we’ll meet at the Oceanview Café at eight. That’s when I get off. We’ll talk. I’ve got a plan.”