Jack gave her his attention, another thing to like about him.
Into that silence she spilled out her past, or more accurately her mother’s. A man beloved and then dead. All that he’d left behind had been a child and a woman’s heart so full of love that there had never been room for another. She’d dated, but never loved again.
“You really believe that?” he asked it softly.
“What?”
“That a heart can do that? That one person can fill it for a lifetime?”
Diana could hear the deeper question behind it, even if she didn’t know the details.
“Better than believe. I’ve seen it. If you were to meet Mom, you’d see it too. It shines out of her.”
His silence was different this time, though no less deep.
She had to handle the radio calls to Harborview Medical Center Heliport in Seattle. The winds
