“No wonder Dad’s so miserable in Washington,” he muttered.
“Huh?” Becky asked.
“Oh, nothing, Becky. I was just thinking out loud. Your grandfather really hates Washington, you know.”
“Trust me, Uncle Ben. I know. He tells me almost every time I talk to him.”
Ben laughed. “I’ll bet he does. And I’ll bet he gets all soft and mushy when he talks about Montana, doesn’t he?”
“Yeah. Are they really coming back to Northstar?”
“Your mom would know more about that than I would, but I hope so.”
“Me, too. Then we’ll all be here.”
Ben let the conversation drift away out the open window. He didn’t want to think about having his family all together and happy again for the first time in over two decades because it was too much to deal with right now. And it seemed too much to hope for. Until he c
