Page 131 of Chaos has a Name
When the little girl headed their way, Ethan, and Callen both crouched down.
This time, Gryphen didn’t look twitchy.
“A’ho,” Callen said.
The little girl handed each one of them an apple, and she smiled at them with her big, toothy grin.
Callen immediately took money out of his pocket, and handed it to the little girl.
“Give this to your grandmother. Tell her you found it,” he whispered. “It’s a gift to get you some pretty dolls or a tea set. From us to you.”
That made her smile even more.
The little girl skipped away, and Callen knew it was time for them to skedaddle. He didn’t want to make the grandmother feel awkward.
“Can you get her some things?” Callen asked, handing Elkie some money. “Maybe luxury things like toys she might want?”
The woman took the cash.
“I can. I’ll run out later, and I’ll drop it at their home. She could use some air conditioning for their cabin, and Lily likes dolls.”
Then, that would work perfectly.
“Thank you, Elkie. We will tell Elizabeth to come in. She’s around working out of the FBI office. I’m sure she would love to spend some time here. Maybe we can have our daughters help out. They love being around people.”
At that, the woman patted both of their cheeks in affection.
“I look forward to talking to her. I know when Timothy was alive, he loved you both more than anything. He was proud of both of you, and her.”
Oh, they both were well aware of who was Timothy’s favorite. The warbonnet had been gifted to Elizabeth in his will.
That said it all.
Deep in his heart, Ethan had one dream, and it was to have his children be able to grow up with this too. What he hated long ago, he now saw as special.
Maybe Wyler coming here was meant to be.
As they headed back toward the main area, there was another space. It was the medical center. Inside, there were doctors and nurses. They were paid by the Blackhawks to be there full time.
They’d always wondered if Timothy had a place to go on the reservation if he would have lived longer.
The place was busy, and that was a good thing.
Callen waved at the Native doctor and nurse he’d been able to hire to work there. Bringing them here had been a blessing for the reservation when it needed it most.
“I know what you’re thinking,” Ethan said.
Callen looked over.
“What?”
Ethan laughed.
“The old man still wouldn’t have gone to the doctor. He was stubborn as the day was long.”
That amused Callen.
Yeah, he’d been thinking about it.
