He held up a hand. “I just meant that you might know of somewhere special to your family, somewhere a basic history wouldn’t know.”
I thought for a minute even though I already knew the answer. I shook my head. “Nowhere. The trips we took weren’t particularly nostalgic, at least the ones I can remember. After his accident, he didn’t have anywhere special he liked to go. In fact, he preferred to stay inside.” I shrugged. “I guess that’s something. He’d want to go somewhere he felt safe. Where that is, though, I don’t know.”
“Thank you,” Clay said as he opened my driver’s side door. “I’ll stay in touch to let you know how things are going.”
“Thanks,” I said but paused before getting into the car. “Don’t be a stranger, all right? I know things are weird right now, but I value your friendship.”
I sensed his smile more than saw it.
“I value yours too. Don’t worry, Rona, you’re not going to lose me.”
I sat in the car for a few minutes, letting it warm up as I watched Clay drive away. I really hoped he meant it. I wasn’t sure I could handle losing someone else right now.