Chapter 29
BRODY AND BRIAN got in the new car, and Brody pointed it toward I-75. They made good time, and for once, the normally heavily traveled interstate was less crowded than usual. They stopped for lunch somewhere in Georgia, and roughly nine hours after they’d left the hospital, they pulled into a graveled drive that led to Colleen’s mountain cabin.
“I thought you said it was a cabin,” Brian said, as Brody pulled up beside the house.
“We’ve always called it a cabin, but it’s actually a house.”
“It looks nice, and I love the setting.”
“Yeah,” Brody said. “When my aunt and uncle were looking for a place up here, they were torn between the desire to have a house with a view, and a place by a creek. That noisy little creek running across the back of the lot tipped the scales in favo
