didnât have anything to do with her. Dad, youâve got to believe me. Sheâs a child! And Iâve got a wife and a child of my own; how could I do that to them? But how do I prove it if my own father doesnât believe me?â
Ethan was silent.
âIn fact, I did try to be friends with her.â Vince spun the globe again. âA few times I tried to talk to her, draw her out, but she wouldnât have anything to do with me. It hurt me, you know. It wasnât that she was so warm and outgoing with everyone elseâwe all know she wasnât; in fact, she was damned rude to us most of the timeâbut I made a special effort to be friendly, to let her know she had an uncle who cared about her. I did admire her, you know; she had so many fine qualities, really fine qualities. Admirable. But she wouldnât have anything to do with me. She must have had something against me even thenâthis was at least a couple of years agoâand whatever it was she stored it up for a long time; why else would she pull a stunt like this? Christ, why would she accuse me, when Iâd tried the hardest of anyoneto be her friend? I suppose she needed extra attentionâpoor kid, she really must have been miserable, with nobody liking her or wanting her around, and she must have known she brought it all on herself by being so unpleasantâbut why pick on me? We havenât exchanged more than a couple dozen words in all these years. What did I do to her? What did I do to you, Dad, that you donât believe me? Hereâs a kid I barely knew, who was almost never aroundâshe was off in that clearing in the forest or in her roomâand out of the blue she makes up this damned crazy story, and when nobody believes her, she runs away, and then you donât believe me!â He sat on the edge of a chair near Ethanâs desk, gripping his hands. âItâs a nightmare.â
âWhat clearing in the forest?â Ethan asked.
âWhat? Oh, some place she had; Marian told her not to go there, but she did. She always did what she wanted, no matter what anyone said. Maybe you donât know her as well as you think, Dad. As far as I could tell, she always did exactly what she wanted. Of course sheâs a remarkable girl and quite capable of taking care of herself, but she wonât bend for anybody. Nobody ever forced her, you know; nobody could make her do a damned thing she didnât feel like doing.â
Ethan scowled. How well had he known Anne? She was fifteen; he was sixty-seven. She was a schoolgirl, just beginning her life; he was closer to the end of his, already making plans to cut back as head of the company he had built and spend more time in his mountain paradise. How well could he know her? He admired her spirit and her strength, and enjoyed her sharp tongue, but how well did he understand her?
Vince went on, his voice picking up strength. âI havenât wanted to say this; I hoped I could avoid itâitâs not the kind of thing you want to say about any young girl, much less one in your own familyâbut, knowing her as well as we do, why do we assume sheâs innocent at all, or has been for a long time? How do we know what she does, whom she meets, when she runs off after dinner, and on weekends? Iâm not saying sheâs not a good girlâIâd never criticize her;sheâs my niece and a lovable kid and I care deeply for herâbut there are a lot of kids running around these days with nobody watching, and she probably got herself in too deep with some of them. Iâd lay odds she got herself pregnant and panicked and looked for somebody to blame . . . and for some reason she picked me. Iâm not saying thatâs exactly what happened, of courseâhow can we ever know, since she wouldnât talk to us even when we all begged her to?âbut, with all the wild kids around these days, itâs as good a guess
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