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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.

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

It turned out to be a virus after all.

It turned out to be a virus after all.

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

"Why, Church is fine, honey," Louis said slowly.

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

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.

"Chiwwi" Gage screamed in Louis's other ear, which at least equalized the ringing on," Louis said. "Let's get your suitcases and blow this joint.

"Come on home," Louis said. "I've got chili on the stove."

"Chiwwi" Gage screamed in Louis's other ear, which at least equalized the ringing on," Louis said. "Let's get your suitcases and blow this joint.

"Too many turkey sandwiches after the big day, that's my guess," Rachel said. "She had a bout of diarrhea too. Set her mind at rest, Louis, and let's get out of this airport. I've seen enough airports in the last week to last me for at least five years."

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.

"Hi, hon," he said and bent over to catch Gage. He pulled him up into the crook of his arm and hugged them both. "I'm glad to see you back."

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.

"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.

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

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

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

"Too many turkey sandwiches after the big day, that's my guess," Rachel said. "She had a bout of diarrhea too. Set her mind at rest, Louis, and let's get out of this airport. I've seen enough airports in the last week to last me for at least five years."

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.

"Too many turkey sandwiches after the big day, that's my guess," Rachel said. "She had a bout of diarrhea too. Set her mind at rest, Louis, and let's get out of this airport. I've seen enough airports in the last week to last me for at least five years."

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

"She woke up screaming over the weekend," Rachel said quietly. "She had a nightmare."

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