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CHAPTER 17
“Good lord, woman, will you stop looking at the phone like a
lovesick puppy? The man is busy. He’ll get back to you when
he can.”
Stephen Kyle was behind his desk, gold-rimmed granny
glasses sitting on the tip of his nose as he made notes on a
legal pad. He hadn’t raised his eyes in the last two hours; not
even when he admonished her. Why bother to look when he
could feel her vibrating in the quiet house.
Anuhea, Aolani and Malia had finished their chores and
flown the coop. The twins had gone surfing. Malia hadn’t
bothered to fill anyone in on her plans. Josie couldn’t blame
the girls. The addition of one more body had thrown off the
rhythm of the place. Still, Stephen had been right to insist that
Josie move in. The Grand Wailea was expensive and he had an
office from which they could work.
“I’m not looking at the phone and the only thing I am
anxious to hear is what he found out,” Josie mumbled.
“Don’t be absurd. I know love sick when I see it.”
Stephen took off his glasses. He put his fingertips to his
eyes and rubbed gently so as to “not to get all wrinkly like an
old lech”. Josie swung away from the computer.
“How hard can it be to put your hands on a missing person’s
report and some medical records?”
“Government isn’t always accommodating and it is
Saturday. Besides, even the army doesn’t keep records in
perpetuity,” Stephen reminded her.
“The army keep records on everything and everyone
forever,” Josie assured him.
“Maybe records that relate to their warriors,” Stephen
countered. “Your mother was a spouse. Quite a different thing,
if you ask me.”