The Promise (Thunder Point #5)(79)

Adele just smiled. “Oh, you are your father’s daughter.”

“How so?”

“Stubborn. Committed. Proud.”

“Foolish,” Peyton added, handing the baby back to Adele. “Papa has been foolish a time or two. But with grand flourish.”

“What do you want now?” Adele said, mimicking their father. “My pockets are empty! My wealth is under the dirt, my pears are hanging from the trees waiting to be picked before a freeze, my sheep are skinny, my chickens are too nervous to lay. You want something—you know where to find it!”

“Remember how we used to call him Paco Poor Mouth?” Peyton laughed. “He wouldn’t make it easy, would he?”

“But if anyone was really in trouble, he was there. You got nothing for wanting things easy, you got nothing for being lazy, but if the world turned on you and you had no one, just blink and Paco Lacoumette would bring an entire clan to your feet. Listen, Peyton, just remember one thing, okay?”

“What’s that, honey?”

“You’re only one person. And there’s only so much you can do.”

“Thank you, baby. I’ll remember. I’ll give it a shot. And then I’ll pass the baton and walk away. I promise.”

* * *

Peyton left right away. She spent the first hour of her drive thinking about what she was going to say to Ted, then once she was out of the Bay Area, she pulled off the road and called his cell. As she thought he might, he picked up right away. “Peyton,” he said. “I’m so glad to hear from you.”

“You might not be when you hear what I have to say. I’m headed to Portland from San Francisco. I’m driving. I’m coming because Krissy called me. She was close to hysterical and asked for my help.”

“And you’re coming. Thank God,” he said.

“Ted, whatever it is you think you’re going to do to that girl, just don’t. She’s unstable. She needs help. At least let me get there and talk with her, maybe find her a counselor or some professional therapy.”

“Everything will be all right if you’re coming,” he said, sounding greatly relieved. “You can talk some sense into her.”

“That’s not why I’m coming, Ted. I’m not coming to convince her she has to take any action she can’t live with. What she ultimately decides to do should be up to her. But she begged me to come, to help her, and I’m going to try. I have a long drive ahead, and I’ll reach out to a couple of people while I’m en route, see if I can get some leads on resources for her, for all of you.”

“You’ll stay at the house, of course.”

“Ted, I’m not coming back to you. I’ll stay with Krissy for a night or two. She’s very needy right now.”

“She’ll be fine once you’re here. And you and I can work on a few of our issues.”

“Here’s what I need from you, Ted. Are you paying attention?”

“Anything, Peyton. I told you, I’ll do anything.”

“Okay, that’s a great start. I won’t get there until tomorrow. When you go home tonight I want you to tell Krissy that everything is going to be all right, that I’m on my way and you’re not angry. Do not confront any of your problems—leave it alone until I get there. Can you do that for me?”

“And then you’ll take care of it?”

Jesus, she thought. He is so dense. “I’m going to try to find her some professional help, but, no, I won’t be taking care of it.”

“But you’re coming back to me. You’ll stay. Once you’re here, I know you’ll stay.”

“I’m afraid that’s not in the cards. Now, will you promise to reassure your daughter? Will you?”

“If that’s what you want. Peyton, I’m very grateful, you must know that. And I think once we talk, we’ll be able to straighten some things out. I know I have a long way to go to get your trust back, but I’m willing to do anything.”

“Will you please just make sure Krissy doesn’t feel any more threatened? That’s all I want from you right now.”

“I will, if that’s what you want.”

“It’s what I want. Think of Krissy as a patient. A nervous, frightened, confused patient who needs the best, most charming bedside care and support you can give. It’s what you’re known for. Don’t argue with her, don’t try to convince her of anything, just be kind to her.”

“When will you be here?” he asked.

“I’m not completely sure. I think I’ll have to stop and get some rest. There’s no point in me arriving at midnight when everyone’s asleep. I’d rather have Krissy rest. And maybe it will be best if you’re not there when I arrive. I can talk to her alone.”

“But you’ll call me when you’re here?”

“Sure. I have to go now. I have driving to do.”

After they signed off, she thought, for the hundredth time, we have got to get that man a good hearing aid. He was a bad dream, that’s what he was. Just when she thought the nightmare was over, he was looming there, ready to invade her peace once more.

She got back on the road. She wanted to spend the night in Thunder Point. Ideally, she’d go to Scott, but if that wasn’t practical because of children or if he was working, she did have her duplex. At least she could see him before heading the rest of the way.