“We need to continue with our normal day and leave the search to the professionals,” Art tells his wife and daughter firmly. “That’s an order.”
Bessie and Heather look at him in shock. Being bossy and macho is behavior they’ve never experienced from Art. They share a glance before his wife answers him meekly with, “Yes, dear.”
Surprised that they’ve agreed, Art puts his hands on his hips. “Well, I mean, that is to say,” he mumbles, taken off-guard. “Well then, okay. I realize you’re both going to do whatever you think will help, regardless of what I say.”
Bessie grins at him. “That’s why we love you, Dad.”
“Just agree we’ll keep in close touch with each other today. How’s that?” Art ruffles his daughter’s hair. “Come on, I’ll give you a ride to the Wallets.”
“And I’ll hold down the fo
