his fallâMattie hurried toward Amosâs house. She heard voices behind her and saw that Frances, Gloria, and Mary Kate were headed up the road toward their home.
âWhat on earth possessed your dat to catch Amos?â Frances asked in a flustered voice. âHeâs going to pitch a fit about going to the hospital, but weâve got to get him checked over. If he broke some blood vessels, or knocked his neck out of kilterâwell, Minerva told me there could be all manner of injuries we wonât know about without getting him checked over.â
Lord, this is so scary , Mattie prayed as she hurried up the steps to Amosâs place. Help me find what Amos will need. Help me not to panic so I can make the right decisions .
Because Mattie had helped unpack a lot of boxes when Amos had moved his belongings from the storage shed into his new home, she had an idea where his clothes and toiletries were. She moved as quickly as she could, yet she had the sensation of slogging through suspended time and deep mud, feeling woefully slow. By the time she tucked some pajamas and a change of clothing into a duffle, she heard the distant wail of a siren.
Mattie felt frightened half out of her mind. What if Amos didnât regain consciousnessâor if he did, what if heâd suffered the sort of head and neck injuries Frances had mentioned? How could it be that her Amos, so fit and agile, was lying unresponsive on the ground? She hadnât seen a flicker of his eyelids or the slightest motion in his arms and legs.
What if heâs paralyzed? Mattie fretted as she hurried out the door with Amosâs duffle. What if heâll never be able to work againâand all because of a freak accident while fetching a Frisbee?
Stop it! another voice in her head warned. Thinking the worst will make you crazy. Truman was right to call the ambulance so both men will get the best care.
A police car sped under the arched entry sign to Promise Lodge, followed by a fire truck and an ambulance, which made Queenie bark frantically as she ran around the yard. Mattie stopped in her tracks, her pulse pounding. So many blaring sirens and flashing lightsâso many emergency vehiclesâsurely must mean the responders had figured on the worst-case scenario. Her hand fluttered to her hammering heart as she watched uniformed officers, firefighters, and paramedics rushing toward the cluster of men who stood near the shed. Mattie was grateful that the sirens had stopped wailingâand that Noah had silenced his dogâso she could think again.
âMy word, itâs like the lodge and all our houses were burning to the ground,â Frances murmured, clutching a small suitcase as she came to stand beside Mattie. Gloria and Mary Kate seemed so intently focused on the throbbing, flashing lights that they couldnât speak.
Mattie gripped the handle of the duffle in both hands, trying to hold on to rational thought. âIâm so grateful that Trumanâs talking to the emergency crew and knows what to do,â she said, shaking her head. âAs fast as theyâre bringing out those stretchers, we should get over there with these clothes.â
Mustering her courage, Mattie walked quickly toward the scene of the accident. How could those men who were strapping Amos and Floyd to stretchers work so calmly and efficiently? Didnât they realize that the leadership of this church districtâthe lives of two vitally important menâwere at stake?
When Truman noticed Mattie and Frances, he loped over to meet them. âYou ladies need to talk to the ambulance guys. Theyâve got some questions I canât answer.â
Mattie shared a startled gaze with Frances. She hurried toward the team of medical workers who surrounded Amos while Frances went to tend her husband. âWhat do you need to know?â she asked in a tremulous voice. âAmosâs kids are married and living out of
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