“I don’t know. When we were getting shot at out on the highway?” He raised a brow and she sighed and looked back and forth between the men. “So, all that stuff in the hospital. You really think I’ve completely misinterpreted it?”

Caden cleared his throat. “I don’t know for sure, of course, but even you have to admit, you’ve been through some major trauma. So, I guess all I’m saying is that it’s possible what you heard sounded weird enough to your traumatized brain after everything that had happened, that you put a spin on it that wasn’t there.”

“And yet, Dustin is dead. And so is Brianne. I want to know why.”

“Well, there is that,” Gavin said.

The doorbell rang and Sarah flinched. “Who’s that?”

Caden shot her the look that he used to flash when they were kids and he had something up his sleeve. “You’ll see.” He headed for the door.

“See what?” she asked.

“A surprise,” Gavin said. “Caden and I thought you could use one.”

“What kind of surprise?”

“Us!” came a chorus of voices in the entryway.

“Heather? Brooke?” Sarah blinked. “Ava!” She rose to her feet and crossed the room to greet each woman. “And Asher too?”

He kissed her cheek. “Glad to see you’re in one piece.”

“Glad to be that way, thanks.”

Asher and Gavin shook hands while Heather grasped Sarah’s fingers and pulled her to the sofa. “How are you feeling?” she asked, a friend’s concern mingled with a doctor’s scrutiny.

“I’m better. Sorry I couldn’t stay awake long enough to see you when you came by the hospital.”

“We understood. Thanks to Gavin and his text with that picture, we were able to chill out a little and leave you alone, but enough is enough. We decided to coordinate our schedules with some time off. We’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed you guys too.” And she had. So very much. “How much time off?”

“I have to head back tonight. My brother is with Mom,” Ava said, reaching around Heather and placing a hand on Sarah’s wrist. “We’re so very sorry about Dustin.”

Sarah swallowed and nodded, glanced at her brother, who stood next to the fireplace. “Thanks, it’s been tough.”

“We were at the funeral, but you were still pretty out of it to note that, I think,” Ava said.

“I know. Caden told me. I have flashes of it, so I’ll content myself with the fact that I was there.”

Ava sighed and bit her lip. “I wanted to stay and visit with you awhile, but I had to leave right after to get home to Mom.”

“I understand, Ava. You know I do.”