CHAPTER 24
Her parents.
Ransom and Betty Grant.
The two of them sitting side by side on the sofa like they lived there. Suitcases with United Airlines luggage tags were parked by the door. Tana stared at her parents as if for a moment she wasn’t sure who they were. Or was it that she never expected to find them waiting for her in her apartment?
Ransom, his wavy blond hair going gray at the temples, and dressed in jeans and cowboy boots, as if he’d just come straight from the stables, not SFO. Betty in jeans, a gray sweater, and a fleece vest. All that was missing were the cowboy hats and Ray-Bans they liked to wear when they were working on the ranch. Tana remembered teasing them once that if they ever got tired of ranching, they could model for Ralph Lauren Americana ads. But those ad
