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Louis had time to notice that Gage was wearing a jumper he had never seen before-it looked like more of Grandda's work to Louis. Then Ellie hurtled into him and shinnied up him like a tree.

Rachel came up then, her traveling bag and pocketbook slung over one arm, Gage's diaper bag slung over the other. I'LL BE A BIG BOY SOON was printed on the side of the diaper bag, a sentiment probably meant more to cheer up the parents than the diaper-wearing child. She looked like a professional photographer at the end of a long, grueling assignment.

"Dweems" He gave Louis's hair a hearty tug.

"Oh," Ellie said, and that furrow between her eyes smoothed out. "Oh, that's good. When I had that dream, I was sure he was dead."

Louis had time to notice that Gage was wearing a jumper he had never seen before-it looked like more of Grandda's work to Louis. Then Ellie hurtled into him and shinnied up him like a tree.

"Hi, Daddy" she bellowed and smacked his cheek heartily.

"Hi, Doe," she said, and smiled.

She ran up the jet way toward him, weaving in and out between deplaning passengers like a quarterback on a keeper play. Most of them stood aside, grinning. Louis was a little embarrassed by her ardor, but he felt a large, stupid grin spreading across his own face just the same.

"Come on, gang," Louis said, and they started down to the baggage area.

"I dreamed that Church got run over," Ellie said.

"Daddy, how's Church?" Ellie asked as he set her down. It was a question Louis had expected, but not Ellie's anxious face, and the deep worry line that appeared between her dark blue eyes. Louis frowned and then glanced at Rachel.

Rachel came up then, her traveling bag and pocketbook slung over one arm, Gage's diaper bag slung over the other. I'LL BE A BIG BOY SOON was printed on the side of the diaper bag, a sentiment probably meant more to cheer up the parents than the diaper-wearing child. She looked like a professional photographer at the end of a long, grueling assignment.

They had gotten as far as the station wagon in the parking lot when Gage began saying "Pretty, pretty," in a strange, hiccupping voice. This time he whoopsed all over Louis, who had put on a new pair of double-knit slacks for the plane-meeting occasion. Apparently Gage thought pretty was the code word for I've got to throw up now, so sorry, stand clear.

"I got him changed in the toilet," she said. "I don't think it's a virus or anything. He was just airsick."

"Dweems" He gave Louis's hair a hearty tug.

"Hi, Daddy" she bellowed and smacked his cheek heartily.

Louis bent between his two kids and planted a kiss on her mouth. "Hi."

She ran up the jet way toward him, weaving in and out between deplaning passengers like a quarterback on a keeper play. Most of them stood aside, grinning. Louis was a little embarrassed by her ardor, but he felt a large, stupid grin spreading across his own face just the same.

"I got him changed in the toilet," she said. "I don't think it's a virus or anything. He was just airsick."

"Were you?" Louis asked, and smiled. "Dreams are funny, aren't they?"

"I dreamed that Church got run over," Ellie said.

"Oh," Ellie said, and that furrow between her eyes smoothed out. "Oh, that's good. When I had that dream, I was sure he was dead."

"Daddy, how's Church?" Ellie asked as he set her down. It was a question Louis had expected, but not Ellie's anxious face, and the deep worry line that appeared between her dark blue eyes. Louis frowned and then glanced at Rachel.

"Oh," Ellie said, and that furrow between her eyes smoothed out. "Oh, that's good. When I had that dream, I was sure he was dead."

"Chili" Ellie screamed in Louis's ear, transported with delight and excitement.

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