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They had gotten as far as the station wagon in the parking lot when Gage began saying "Pretty, pretty," in a strange, hiccupping voice. This time he whoopsed all over Louis, who had put on a new pair of double-knit slacks for the plane-meeting occasion. Apparently Gage thought pretty was the code word for I've got to throw up now, so sorry, stand clear.

"Chiwwi" Gage screamed in Louis's other ear, which at least equalized the ringing on," Louis said. "Let's get your suitcases and blow this joint.

"Hi, Doe," she said, and smiled.

It turned out to be a virus after all.

Louis had time to notice that Gage was wearing a jumper he had never seen before-it looked like more of Grandda's work to Louis. Then Ellie hurtled into him and shinnied up him like a tree.

"Come on home," Louis said. "I've got chili on the stove."

"Chili" Ellie screamed in Louis's ear, transported with delight and excitement.

She ran up the jet way toward him, weaving in and out between deplaning passengers like a quarterback on a keeper play. Most of them stood aside, grinning. Louis was a little embarrassed by her ardor, but he felt a large, stupid grin spreading across his own face just the same.

Rachel came up then, her traveling bag and pocketbook slung over one arm, Gage's diaper bag slung over the other. I'LL BE A BIG BOY SOON was printed on the side of the diaper bag, a sentiment probably meant more to cheer up the parents than the diaper-wearing child. She looked like a professional photographer at the end of a long, grueling assignment.

Rachel was carrying Gage in her arms, and he saw Louis when Ellie shouted. "Dayeee Dayeee"

"I dreamed that Church got run over," Ellie said.

"She woke up screaming over the weekend," Rachel said quietly. "She had a nightmare."

Rachel came up then, her traveling bag and pocketbook slung over one arm, Gage's diaper bag slung over the other. I'LL BE A BIG BOY SOON was printed on the side of the diaper bag, a sentiment probably meant more to cheer up the parents than the diaper-wearing child. She looked like a professional photographer at the end of a long, grueling assignment.

They had gotten as far as the station wagon in the parking lot when Gage began saying "Pretty, pretty," in a strange, hiccupping voice. This time he whoopsed all over Louis, who had put on a new pair of double-knit slacks for the plane-meeting occasion. Apparently Gage thought pretty was the code word for I've got to throw up now, so sorry, stand clear.

"She woke up screaming over the weekend," Rachel said quietly. "She had a nightmare."

"Hi, Doe," she said, and smiled.

"Chili" Ellie screamed in Louis's ear, transported with delight and excitement.

"Daddy, how's Church?" Ellie asked as he set her down. It was a question Louis had expected, but not Ellie's anxious face, and the deep worry line that appeared between her dark blue eyes. Louis frowned and then glanced at Rachel.

"I dreamed that Church got run over," Ellie said.

"Oh," Ellie said, and that furrow between her eyes smoothed out. "Oh, that's good. When I had that dream, I was sure he was dead."

"I dreamed that Church got run over," Ellie said.

"Why, Church is fine, honey," Louis said slowly.

They had gotten as far as the station wagon in the parking lot when Gage began saying "Pretty, pretty," in a strange, hiccupping voice. This time he whoopsed all over Louis, who had put on a new pair of double-knit slacks for the plane-meeting occasion. Apparently Gage thought pretty was the code word for I've got to throw up now, so sorry, stand clear.

"Come on home," Louis said. "I've got chili on the stove."

"Why, Church is fine, honey," Louis said slowly.

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