"Well, if there is nothing for me to do here, I had been thinking about a trip into Springerville to pick a few things up." Laurelynn glanced around trying to remember where she put her purse.
"That sounds like fun, mind if I tag along?" Rachel asked.
"Not at all." Laurelynn spotted her purse on the table next to the door and headed in that direction.
"Why don"t we take Rachel"s truck? It will be more comfortable for all of us," Bobby said behind her.
"You don"t have to go with us." Laurelynn picked up her purse and turned to face her daughter and son-in-law. "We can go."
"I know you can. But we haven"t had any word on Neil in a while and as much as I"d like to be done with him, I"ve got that itchy feeling on the back of my neck that says trouble"s coming. I"d rather you have some
