Cole held the phone to his ear as he watched the dust billow out behind the doctor’s deep-treaded SUV tires. “Hey, Cole,” his sister-in-law answered cheerfully around the whistling of a teakettle. “What’s going on? Where was Sydney last night?” “Can you come down to Grandma’s right away?” “Why?” The whistling subsided. Cole shifted away from the closed bedroom door, dropping his voice to make sure he wasn’t overheard. “Because we need you.” A beat went by before Katie spoke. “What’s wrong?” “Is Kyle there?” “Cole, what’s wrong?” “It’s not…” he began. Not what? Not bad? Not major? Not terrible? The reality was, it was all of those things and more. He straightened the black-and-white picture of his grandfather that hung above the mantel. “Listen, I’d really rather tell you guys in person—” The tension rose in Katie’s voice. “To hell with that.” Cole gripped the carved wood fireplace mantel. “You sure Kyle’s not there?”
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