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I decided on the Lexus; that way Angie, though she still didn't have her license, could give me a break every once in a while as we drove. We got the Motel's location on the GPS, and we were very nearly on our way when the phone rang again. It was Caprice again.
Angie got the phone, "Yes?" Caprice asked to talk to me again.
I got the phone.
"I just wanted to say; you don't have to come if you don't want to."
I sighed, "I want to."
Caprice replied, "You're sure?"
"You're not mad?"
"No I'm not mad."
She whimpered, "You don't have to if you don't want to."
I told her, "You're my sweetheart. I want to."
I asked, "Anything else?"
She answered, "No, I just..."
I told her, "We love you. I love you. We're coming. I'm coming."
She sniffed and then answered, "I just wanted to be sure."
I replied again. Maybe I was a little gruff, "Don't worry and don't be stupid. I'm on my way. Whatever it is I can fix it. I'll take care of it. Then I'm bringing you home."
She sniffed again, "OK, I'll wait here."
I hung up the phone.
Angie asked, "What was that about?"
I shrugged, "Caprice is all over the place. She needed to be reassured."
Angie grinned, "You sure did that."
I laughed. At last we were on our way.
In Rochester two old people talk.
"I swear Katie I can't handle any more of this."
Katie looked at her husband. Once he was a tower of strength, a mountain of a man, but since their girl had disappeared she'd watched him slowly die. What she saw in the big old lazy boy now was a shadow, a slumped over feeble shadow of the man she remembered, "She's here Evan. I saw her."
"If what you say is true, and mind you Katie I don't believe you, not for a minute, I still have no idea what to do."
Katie replied, "We could call around; call all hotels and motels. See if anyone's used the name Fischer, or if anyone who fits her description is registered."
"Then what Katie? First, do we even really know what she looks like now? Then even if there was someone who looks like her or who's used the name Fischer then what? Do we go and confront her? What if she runs away? Then what?"
"Then what do we do Evan?"
"I don't know. I just don't know. Oh Katie, I wish I was dead."
Katie stumbled over to her husband. The sighting had nearly killed her, but she knew it was her Lauren. Her daughter was alive, and she was somewhere nearby. If she'd come this far, then maybe...,"OK, Evan; we'll wait. Let's pray."
Evan got up and knelt on the floor. He couldn't remember how many times he'd prayed like this. He knew it wouldn't do any good, but...
Together the two tired old people knelt on the threadbare carpet and prayed, "Dear Jesus..."
Somewhere in southern New York a freshly fueled Lexus pulled into a MacDonald's for a food and a pee break.
Sitting across from Cayden's empty seat with Emily beside her Angie took a napkin and wiped her daughter's cheek, "How did you get to be such a messy eater little girl?"
"Mommy, how long before we get to see Auntie Caprice?"
"Not long honey. Oh look here comes Cayden," the two girls watched as Cayden strolled out of the men's room, and walked to where they were seated.
I got over and stood beside Emily, "You two go to the bathroom, and did you get something to eat?"
Angie flipped me a fake frown, "Sure took you long enough."
I smiled, "Well sometimes a man's got to do what a man's got to do."
Emily held up a bag, "Mommy bought you a burger, a coffee, and a small fries just like you wanted."
I took the bag and coffee and spoke to Angie, "You drive while I eat."
The three tired travelers all got up and started back out toward the Lexus.
In a quiet motel room just outside Rochester a frightened woman sat by the telephone.