said with a sexy smirk. âLong-distance marriages are for the birds. I donât know how military wives or husbands stand it.â
âThey donât have a choice. Like me.â
âYouâre wrong. You do have a choice, Karinne. You just refuse to see it.â
Karinne shifted uneasily in her seat and decidednot to comment on Coryâs observation. She steered the conversation back to the earlier topic.
âYou donât believe my motherâs alive, do you?â she asked.
âNo way.â
âDad didnât, either. But I have a feelingââ
âWishful thinking.â
âWeâve always been straight with each other, Cory. If you were me, what would you do?â
âI wouldnât take any chances with a deranged stalker,â he said.
âWhy would anyone stalk me? Iâm no celebrity.â
âStill, you shouldnât set yourself up as target for some creepy con artist.â
âI donât intend toâ¦but I thought Iâd wear the top,â Karinne blurted out.
Cory ran his hand through his hair. âBut we just agreed that your motherâs dead.â
âYesâ¦â Karinne took in a deep breath. âIf by some miracle she isnâtâ¦wearing it would be a signal, wouldnât it? Like a green light saying Iâm approachable.â
âSkip the green lights for anyone but Max,â Cory said. âForget about this womanâand go back to flower arrangements for the wedding. Guest lists. Whatever.â
âI still have to tell Max.â
Cory swore. Karinne stared at him in frank amazement. âSorry.â Cory piled his tray with the empty dishes and glasses. âItâs just that the same thingâs been happening to Max.â
âWhat?â
âHeâs been getting crank calls from someone who claims to be your mother.â
âWhy didnât he tell me?â At Coryâs raised eyebrows,she winced. âI knowâIâm guilty of the same thing.â She frowned. âDid he go to the police?â
âYes, but he learned nothing. You two need to talk.â
Karinne nodded. âThis tripâs off to a great start.â
âTell him,â Cory ordered, throwing down his napkin and rising. âNowâs as good a time as any.â He gestured toward Max, who was returning to their table. âSee you later.â
Karinne sipped her coffee as Max rejoined her. âI showed Anita where the womenâs dorms are, where you and she will be staying tonight.â
âDormsâ¦â Karinne groaned with dismay. âToo bad they donât have a real hotel down here. Or someplace we could share a sleeping bag.â
âThatâs the story of our life, isnât it? Never together.â
Karinne shivered. âDonât say never.â
Max pointed at her coffee. âAre you ready to go?â
âNot yet.â She set down her mug. âI wanted to talk to you about a photo I took a few months ago. There was this womanâ¦â She told Max everything that had happened back at the stadium and her visit to the police station.
âI even told Dad about it, but he didnât buy it.â
A long pause seemed to fill the air. The other diners faded into the background. Maxâs expression seemed so serious Karinne shivered.
âI may have heard from that woman, too,â he finally said.
âCory told me,â Karinne whispered. âAnd she claimed to be my mother?â
âYes.â
A million questions jumped into her mind. She asked the easiest one. âWhen was this?â
âAlmost two months ago. After we put our engagement announcement in the paper. A woman called. Said she was Margot and wanted to wish us well.â
Karinne shivered again, despite the hot coffee. âWhy didnât you tell me before?â
âBecause the Flagstaff police and park rangers thought it was a crank call. So